Angeline          
             
(Holly Lamar/Stephanie Bentley) 

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 passed 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

             
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