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....