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....