Eileen

It was late one Friday night
I was out with a few of the boys
We were talking loud and having
ourselves a real good time
That's when I first saw Eileen
Way down at the end of the bar
She was sitting all alone
Having herself a real good cry

So I went over with my rum and coke
Sat down beside her
And 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 were headed towards the door

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 did she have to go and disappear

Some time later
I was out with a few of the boys
We were talking loud and having ourselves a real good time
And then came the question
Whatever happened to that girl at the end of the bar
Who was sitting all alone
Having herself a real good cry

We went riding on the subway train
Sweet Eileen was her name
But I never got to know her
The way I really wanted to
I thought we were connecting
I guess I never really got through

When I called her on the phone
There would be nobody home
And I never saw Eileen again

And when I ride the evening train
The memories remain
And I never saw Eileen again