Hey Eugene! Do you remember me?   I'm that chick you danced with two times   Through the Rufus album, Friday night, at that party   On Avenue A      Where your skinhead friend passed out   For several hours on the bathroom floor   And you told me, you weren't that drunk   And that I was your favorite Salsa dancer   You had ever come across in New York City      Eugene, Eugene, Eugene   I said, "Hello Eugene, are you there, Eugene?"      Hey Eugene, then we kissed   Once we lugged your friend into the elevator   And went to write my number on a soggy paper towel   And the car went down      And when we were finished making out   We noticed that your skinhead friend was gone, long gone   And you looked into my bloodshot eyes   And said, "Is it too soon if I call you Sunday?"      Eugene, Eugene, Eugene   I said, "Hello Eugene, are you there, Eugene?"      I said, "Hello Eugene, Eugene, Eugene"   I said, "Hello Eugene, are you there, Eugene?"   I said, "Hello Eugene, Eugene, Eugene   I said, "Hello Eugene, does any of this ring a bell, Eugene?"