(Holly Lamar/Stephanie Bentley)

Angelene, she抯 such a pretty thing
All dolled up in her hip-huggin?jeans
Mama抯 heels and her ruby red rouge
Sneakin?out while her daddy抯 passed out
Hangin?out with the wrong crowd
She抯 got all the right moves
And she抯 givin?away little pieces of her innocence
She don抰 know what she;s lookin?for
She just knows something抯 missin?

Oh, Angelene, can抰 you see
What you need ain抰 what you抮e gettin?
Oh, Angelene, you抮e bein?used
Save some of that love for you,
Angelene

Angelene is sure that he抯 the cure
He抯 got a kind of reckless allure
Like a fast ride on the wild side
So she turns her cheek when he抯 havin?a mean streak
And if you ask her real sweet
She won抰 look you in the eye
And she抯 callin?it love, ah, but there is no resemblence
It抯 a drive down a dead end street on the path of most resistance

Oh, Angelene, can抰 you see
What you need ain抰 what you抮e gettin?
Oh, Angelene, you抮e bein?used
Save some of that love for you,
Angelene

Yeah, she抯 givin?away little pieces of her innocence
She don抰 know what she抯 lookin?for
She just knows something抯 missin

Oh, Angelene, can抰 you see
What you need ain抰 what you抮e gettin?
Oh, Angelene, you抮e bein?used
Save some of that love for you,
Angelene