[Verse 1]
Dinner with Delores
Must be some kind of sin
Like a Brontosaurus
She was packing it in
The first night we dined
And by the next time
This girl was eating all but the tip
[Verse 2]
And by the stroke of midnight
She wanted some more (More)
Showing dirty movies
Like some kind of whore
But she was wasting her time
'Cause there wasn't a line
That would make me come 'round her door
[Verse 3]
Dinner with Delores
Must be some kind of sin
Her bell's just a-broken (Bell's just broken)
Since 1984
(Dancing) Dancing like a white girl (White girl)
On disco dirty floors
Damn, Delores, pick another subject, please
Introduce the carpet to something other than your knees
[Verse 4]
Like a real confession
No one could be more made up than you
Nothing's left for guessing
What a shame (Boo hoo), boo hoo
[Guitar solo]
[Outro]
I'd call you a friend
But it must be a sin
And I've run out of cheeks to turn
Dinner with Delores
No more, that's the end