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Lyrics for Doreen by Old 97s:
| | | Artist: | Old 97s |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Doreen | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 214 | | | | Lyrics: | (Hitchhike to Rhome lyrics.
Minor variations found on Wreck Your Life.)
When I first met
Doreen
She was barely seventeen.
She was drinking whiskey sours in the bar.
The
way she tossed 'em back
I would've had a heart attack.
But as it is I let her drive my
car.
We galloped through the boroughs
Like a pair of horny thoroughbreds,
Until I
said, ";Stop the car, Doreen.";
Well you can roll your eyes and nod
But I swear that I
saw God,
In the moonlight on a side street in the wreckage we call Queens.
Doreen,
Doreen, Last night I had an awful dream.
You were laying in the arms of a man I'd never
seen.
Come clean Doreen. Come clean Doreen.
Well I'm pulling into Cleveland
In a
seven-seater tour van.
There's eight of us, so I'm sleeping on the floor.
The guy that
plays the banjo
Keeps on handing me the Old Crow,
Which multiplies my sorrow, I can't take
it anymore.
Doreen, Doreen, last night I had an awful dream.
You were laying in the
arms of a man I'd never seen.
Come clean Doreen. Come clean Doreen.
Now I'm begging and
I'm pleading,
";Well pull over guys, I'm bleeding.
There's a Fina off the highway with a
phone.";
I'm calling you Doreen,
But it rings and rings and rings.
Where is it
that you are, if you aren't in our bed at home.
Doreen, Doreen, last night I had an awful
dream.
You were laying in the arms of a man I'd never seen.
Come clean Doreen. Come clean
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