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Old 97s - Doreen |
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(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 Doreen.
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