I've never seen
Such a sad queen
As Eddie
I've seen him raving,
Maybe even in pain,
But never
Weeping like a baby
On Saturday afternoon
He was really fine to him
But on Saturday evening,
Oh, well Eddie was so pretty
But now his boy is leaving
Hey, boy, you're so young
To be a queen weeping
You're just a little princess
Oh, Eddie, don't!
Cause what can I do
But listen to you tell your story?
On Saturday afternoon
He was really fine to him
But on Saturday evening,
Oh, well Eddie was so pretty
But now his boy is leaving
But now his boy is leaving
But now his boy is leaving him
Queenie, come home soon!