Eileen

It was late one Friday night
 I was out with a few of the boys
 We were talking loud
 Havin' ourselves a real good time
 That's when I first saw Eileen
 Way down at the end of the bar
 She was sittin' all alone
 Havin' herself a real good cry
 So I went over with my rum and coke
 Sat down beside her
 And I told her one of my jokes
 And through her tears she started laughing
 So we introduced ourselves
 And we talked just a little bit more
 But before too long we heading towards the door
 All right
 She led the way, I was close behind
 She turned and reached for my hand
 Like a stranger that I had known before
 We got on a subway train
 And we rode all night
 Sweet sweet goodbye kisses
 In the morning light
 And we were burning with desire
 When I called her on the phone
 There would be nobody home
 And I never saw Eileen again
 I remember everything that she told me
 But why'd she have to go and disappear?
 Sometime later, I was out with a few of the boys
 We were talking loud
 Havin' ourselves a real good time
 Then came the question
 Whatever happened to that girl at the end of the bar
 Who was sittin' all alone
 Havin' herself a real good cry?
 We went riding on a subway train
 Sweet Eileen was her name
 And I never got to know her
 The way I really wanted to
 I thought we were connecting
 I guess I never really got through
 'Cause when I called her on the phone
 There would be nobody home
 And I never saw Eileen again
 When I ride the evening train
 Memories remain
 And I never saw Eileen again
 Never saw Eileen again
 Never saw Eileen again
 Eileen
 Sweet Eileen
 Eileen
 She never really cared for me
 Whatever happened?
 Eileen