All the other girls here are stars
You are the northern lights
They try to shine in through your curtain
You're too close and too bright

They try and they try
But everything that they do
Is the ghost of a trace
Of a pale imitation of you

I'll be the one
To drive you back home Kathleen

His party was made with the night air
And the chance that a smile
Will wind its way from your face
To one of the boys in your line

You act like you're hip
To their tricks and you're strong
But a virgin wurlitzer heart
Never once had a song

I'll be the one
To drive you back home Kathleen

And I'll have you back by the break of day
I'm going your way anyway
And if you'd like to come along
I'll be yours for a song

Well I know you are waiting
And I know that it is not for me
But I'm here and I'm ready
And I've saved you the passenger seat

And I won't be your last dance
Just your last goodnight
Every heart is a package
Tangled up in knots someone else tied

I'll be the one
To drive you back home Kathleen, yeah

Crawl up your trellis
Quietly back into your room
And I'll coast down the length
Of your drive by the light of the moon

And the next time we meet's
A new kind of hello
Both our hearts have a secret
Only both of us know

'Bout the night
That I drove you back home Kathleen
I drove you home, I drove you home
Drove you home