So, Louie was a young gun, famous ABBA-man son Everywhere he went fortune came along Louie was a high school captain of the team fool Always found a new exception to the rule
Eldorado High, won't you let me linger On memories of better days A desperado sigh, from a tired sinner Whose yearning heart you set ablaze
Then Louie turned a conman, educated coke fan peanut butter tan, the alley cat imam Now Louie is a long gone memory and sad song Probably went back to where he once belonged
So here we are Mr. B, in the ivy league debris But the school in the sun taught us one thing