My Eileena

MY EILEENA
Words and Music by Kevin Stevenson and Scott Pittman

Lookin' in my dresser mirror I imagine you by my side
You say you didn't want me over; I know you're playin' hard to get
I'll be over in a few minutes to give you a ride

Got on my hush puppies loafers, plaid pants, and Argile socks,
Freshly mother-cut bangs, fathers' boxers (you know the ones)
The ones with the polka-dots

Baby-baby don't you run and hide cause you know you're my Eileena
Baby-babe you want me deep inside cause you know you're my Eileena
I love you but you break me down every time
You say that you don't want me; babe I think you're lying

Went over to your pad; got attacked by your mutt
I got the message from your father
He said, "You hate my guts!"

Baby-baby don't you run and hide cause you know you're my Eileena
Baby-babe you want me deep inside cause you know you're my Eileena
I love you but you break me down every time
You say that you don't want me; babe I think you're lying

Babe, I know you love me; but you`re just playing hard-to-get. 
Man... I was thinking of you when me and you`re older brothers met.

In the morning, I wake up just thinking of you
By my side; I can't hide from you're lovin'; it's true
But whenever I'm there triing to start up a fling
Your big brothers' say they're gonna put my ass in a sling
Slinkin' away with my tail between my legs
Ain't fresh, ain't fly, ain't cool, it sucks eggs
Eggs that are rotten, eggs that are sour
But like Rapunzel, your waiting for me in your tower

When I saw you at the school dance, you swept me off my feet
When you spit in my face, it tasted oh-so-sweet

Baby-baby don't you run and hide cause you know you're my Eileena
Baby-babe you want me deep inside cause you know you're my Eileena