When you left me all alone at the record hop You said you were goin' out for a little soda pop You were gone for quite a while, half an hour or more When you got back, man oh man, this is what I saw: Lipstick on your collar Told a tale of you Lipstick on your collar Said you'd been untrue You can bet your bottom dollar That you and I are through Cuz lipstick on your collar told a tale of you Oh Yeah. Go! Standin' by the punch bowl, I had some time to think The lipstick on your collar was red, but you were wearing baby pink Then I looked at Mary Jane, makeup all a mess Were you kissing your best friend? I guess the answers yes Lipstick on your collar Told a tale of you Lipstick on your collar Said you'd been untrue You can bet your bottom dollar That you and I are through Cuz lipstick on your collar told a tale of you Told a tale of you, baby Told a tale of you, baby. Told a tale of you