She comes home from work every night,
Sits in her apartment hoping the phone would ring,
Ends up staying home to watch TV,
Makes excuses for herself she can't begin to believe,
Someone's bound to call tomorrow night, just wait and see
Whatcha gonna do, Darlene?
When're you gonna learn you simply can't give your heart away?
Face it now, you're not 16
You've been hurt inside enough to know what the price of love can be
And things can get hard to explain
Like when your little daughter asks where her daddy's gone
And you can't bear to put her on
She's all that you have got, so do the best you can
When she's old enough, you hope that she will understand
Whatcha gonna do, Darlene?