Hey Eugene

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?"