| I was on the front porch drinking the wine
|
| Everybody’s on me 'cause I have a good time
|
| Colleen, can’t drink you off of my mind
|
| And I’m a fire red cardinal
|
| Hanging outside in your tree
|
| I wanna come peck on your window
|
| If you know what I mean
|
| Colleen, I’m a man with needs
|
| You make me weak in the knees
|
| Ah c’mon Colleen
|
| I wanna build you a fire
|
| I wanna take you out for a feast
|
| Wanna plant you some roses
|
| So I can take all those little petals
|
| And lay em down at your feet
|
| Colleen
|
| Cause I’m a runaway train in the middle of the night
|
| I’m gonna take you downtown when the moment is right
|
| Colleen, you know what I mean
|
| You don’t need to get all dressed up to come and see me
|
| Just bring your hips, your lips, and oh Colleen
|
| You know what I mean
|
| I got a heart made of gold
|
| And I would never be mean
|
| But you make it real hard to keep this dirty mind of mine clean
|
| Colleen, you know what I mean
|
| Cause I’m a runaway train in the middle of the night
|
| I’m gonna take you downtown when the moment is right
|
| Put on some Tom Petty Free Fallin and bring down the lights
|
| Oh Colleen
|
| I’m a man with needs
|
| You make me weak in the knees
|
| Oh c’mon Colleen
|
| Even little birds got needs Colleen
|
| C’mon Colleen
|
| C’mon Colleen |