Texty: Matthew Sweet. Girlfriend. Evangeline.

She's on another planet, she's in my dream
She's some kind of angel, if you know what I mean
Try her on and she fits like a glove
Too bad she only thinks about the Lord above

Evangeline, Evangeline, I think I love you
But Evangeline, Evangeline, I want you

If I called you up, do you think you could deliver my soul?
Won't you take a drink, little darlin'? The cup is full
And every night I bow to pray, but I'll feel a whole lot better
Once you're coming my way

Evangeline, Evangeline, I think I love you
But Evangeline, Evangeline, I want you

So come on down

So tell me how you want it
Come on, tell me how you want it

Just tell me how you want it, we won't be seen
You can tell your father it was all a dream
(Try her on, she fits like a glove)
Too bad, the only man you trust is God above

Evangeline, Evangeline, I think I love you
But Evangeline, Evangeline, I want you
Now Evangeline, Evangeline, I think I love you
But Evangeline, Evangeline, I know I want you

She's some kind of angel, if you know what I mean
Evangeline