Doreen

Song Doreen
Artist Old 97's
Album Hitchhike to Rhome

Lyrics

When I first met
DoreenShe 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
QueensDoreen,
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,
DoreenWell,
I'm pulling into
ClevelandIn 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,
DoreenNow
I'm begging and
I'm pleading"Well pull over guys, I'm bleedingThere's a fina off the highway with a phone"
I'm calling you,
DoreenBut 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,
Doreen