Miss Marlene Lyrics
| Song | Miss Marlene |
| Artist | Donald Fagen |
| Album | Sunken Condos |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Back in double-o-seven | |
| Miss M was queen | |
| She could roll like a pro rolls | |
| When she was seventeen | |
| Whether straight or hammered | |
| She was the best in town | |
| When she release the red ball | |
| All the pins fall down | |
| Can’t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can’t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We’re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Saturday night | |
| Your move to the lane, child | |
| Played on my heartstrings | |
| With the long skinny legs, child | |
| And your hoop earrings | |
| When the stakes are sky-high | |
| That’s when you'd always shine | |
| The ball would ride a moonbeam | |
| Down the inside line | |
| Can’t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can’t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We’re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Saturday night | |
| And then, one night | |
| Something came apart | |
| You were throwin' back hurricanes | |
| And we knew someone | |
| Had played with your heart | |
| You ran into the dark street | |
| At University Place | |
| The cab came up so fast that | |
| We saw your laughin' face | |
| Can’t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can’t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We’re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Sometimes on a league night | |
| I catch her scent again | |
| Her hand guiding my hand | |
| We drop the seven-ten | |
| Can’t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can’t you hear the balls rumble | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We’re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Saturday night | |
| Every Saturday night (x4) |
| Back in doubleoseven | |
| Miss M was queen | |
| She could roll like a pro rolls | |
| When she was seventeen | |
| Whether straight or hammered | |
| She was the best in town | |
| When she release the red ball | |
| All the pins fall down | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We' re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Saturday night | |
| Your move to the lane, child | |
| Played on my heartstrings | |
| With the long skinny legs, child | |
| And your hoop earrings | |
| When the stakes are skyhigh | |
| That' s when you' d always shine | |
| The ball would ride a moonbeam | |
| Down the inside line | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We' re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Saturday night | |
| And then, one night | |
| Something came apart | |
| You were throwin' back hurricanes | |
| And we knew someone | |
| Had played with your heart | |
| You ran into the dark street | |
| At University Place | |
| The cab came up so fast that | |
| We saw your laughin' face | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We' re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Sometimes on a league night | |
| I catch her scent again | |
| Her hand guiding my hand | |
| We drop the seventen | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We' re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Saturday night | |
| Every Saturday night x4 |
| Back in doubleoseven | |
| Miss M was queen | |
| She could roll like a pro rolls | |
| When she was seventeen | |
| Whether straight or hammered | |
| She was the best in town | |
| When she release the red ball | |
| All the pins fall down | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We' re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Saturday night | |
| Your move to the lane, child | |
| Played on my heartstrings | |
| With the long skinny legs, child | |
| And your hoop earrings | |
| When the stakes are skyhigh | |
| That' s when you' d always shine | |
| The ball would ride a moonbeam | |
| Down the inside line | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We' re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Saturday night | |
| And then, one night | |
| Something came apart | |
| You were throwin' back hurricanes | |
| And we knew someone | |
| Had played with your heart | |
| You ran into the dark street | |
| At University Place | |
| The cab came up so fast that | |
| We saw your laughin' face | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We' re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Sometimes on a league night | |
| I catch her scent again | |
| Her hand guiding my hand | |
| We drop the seventen | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble? | |
| Can' t you hear the balls rumble | |
| Miss Marlene | |
| We' re still bowling | |
| Every Saturday night | |
| Saturday night | |
| Every Saturday night x4 |
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