Oh Maureen - Black 47

Maureen got married to a sanitation worker

She’s livin' out in Brooklyn with her mother in law

And when her old man’s sleepin'

Maureen comes creepin' down to the local bar

She stands there by the juke box

In her violent lipstick

Givin' all the old men heart attacks

Oh Maureen, dial my number baby

You know that I will always take you back

Beat me, whip me, make me write bad checks

Oooh, I’d do anything for you

Oh, Maureen, don’t be so mean

You know I’ll always be in lust with you

You know I’m out there waitin' for you somewhere

I can feel the steam comin' offa you

Oh, Maureen, don’t be so mean

You know I’ll always be in lust with you

Maureen I never stopped thinkin' about you

Though you kicked me out on the street

Sayin' «take your songs and your Stratocaster

See if they’re half as good in bed as me»

Then one night out on the road

Called you on a payphone

«Forgive me, darlin', I’ll be back in a week»

A voice said, «Hey stoopid, she want a man not a kid

Maureen is comin' back to Canarsie with me»

Oh oh oh oh Maureen

You just don’t know how I feel

Oh oh oh, oh Maureen

I think I’m ready to scream

Oh oh oh oh Maureen

You just don’t know how I feel

Oh oh oh oh Maureen

Oh Maureen just the very thought of ya

Makes me weak at the knees

Just passin' by our old apartment

Sends my body shiverin'

Throwin' caution to the wind

I’m comin' back to Brooklyn

I’m gonna save you from yourself

Put on your violent lipstick

Meet me by the fire escape

Can’t bear to think about you wrapped around somebody else

Beat me, whip me, make me write bad checks…

Oh Maureen, I’ve been so bad

I deserve everything, Maureen

I need some of your sweet salvation

I deserve everything

Oh Maureen…