Angeline

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 pa*sed 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