Angelene

Angelene, she's such a pretty thing

All dolled up in her hip-huggin' jeans

Mama's heels and her ruby red rouge

Sneakin' out while her daddy's passed out

Hangin' out with the wrong crowd

She's got all the right moves

And she's givin' away little pieces of her innocence

She don't know what she;s lookin' for

She just knows something's missin'

Oh, Angelene, can't you see

What you need ain't what you're gettin'

Oh, Angelene, you're bein' used

Save some of that love for you,

Angelene

Angelene is sure that he's the cure

He's got a kind of reckless allure

Like a fast ride on the wild side

So she turns her cheek when he's havin' a mean streak

And if you ask her real sweet

She won't look you in the eye

And she's callin' it love, ah, but there is no resemblence

It's a drive down a dead end street on the path of most resistance

Oh, Angelene, can't you see

What you need ain't what you're gettin'

Oh, Angelene, you're bein' used

Save some of that love for you,

Angelene

Yeah, she's givin' away little pieces of her innocence

She don't know what she's lookin' for

She just knows something's missin

Oh, Angelene, can't you see

What you need ain't what you're gettin'

Oh, Angelene, you're bein' used

Save some of that love for you,

Angelene