Where did you go, Irene?
Did you leave my home to go back to your parents?
Or did you leave my warm embrace to see the same mean man?
Why did you break my heart?
Was it something I did wrong?
Or was it something that was always wrong..
Irene
Irene
A beautiful name, yes it is, a really beautiful name at that
A lovely voice she had, and a lovely stare
She was cute when she got mad, adorable when happy.
But I will never see her beautiful face Again...
And neither do I want to go fishing for a smaller fish.
Irene
Irene
You love me, at least I think you do.
You love me, you said so...
Was it me?
Was I too poor?
Did I not make love worth it?
Oh Irene Irene come back to me.