It was late one Friday night I was out with a few of the boys We were talking loud and having Ourselves a real good time That's when I first saw Eileen Way down at the end of the bar She was sitting all alone Having herself a real good cry
So I went over with my rum and coke Sat down beside her And told her one of my jokes And through her tears she started laughing
So we introduced ourselves And we talked just a little bit more But before too long we were headed towards the door
She led the way I was close behind She turned and reached for my hand Like a stranger that I had known before We got on a subway train and we rode all night Sweet sweet goodbye kisses in the morning light And we were burning with desire
When I called her on the phone There would be nobody home And I never saw Eileen again
I remember everything that she told me But why did she have to go and disappear
Some time later I was out with a few of the boys We were talking loud and having ourselves a real good time And then came the question Whatever happened to that girl at the end of the bar Who was sitting all alone Having herself a real good cry
We went riding on the subway train Sweet Eileen was her name But I never got to know her The way I really wanted to I thought we were connecting I guess I never really got through
When I called her on the phone There would be nobody home And I never saw Eileen again
And when I ride the evening train The memories remain And I never saw Eileen again