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....