Doreen

Well when I first met Doreen she was barely seventeen She was drinkin' whiskey sours in a bar And the way she tossed 'em back I would've had a heart attack Ah but as it is I let her drive my car We galloped through burrows like a pair of horny throughbreds Until I said "Just stop the car, Doreen" 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 aweful dream You were layin' in the arms of a man I've never seen Come clean, Doreen Come clean, Doreen Well I'm pullin' into Cleveland bein' in a seven seater tour van There's eight of us, I'm sleppin' on the floor And the guy who plays the banjo keeps on handin' me the Old Crow The multiples my sorrow, I can't take it anymore Doreen, Doreen Last night I had an aweful dream You were layin' in the arms of a man I've never seen Come clean, Doreen Come clean, Doreen Well, I'm beggin' and I'm pleadin' Please pull over, guys, I'm bleedin' There's a Fina off the highway with a phone And I'm callin' you Doreen but the phone it 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 aweful dream You were layin' in the arms of a man I've never seen Come clean, Doreen Come clean, Doreen, Doreen Last night I had an aweful dream You were layin' in the arms of a man I've never seen Come clean, Doreen Come clean, Doreen I'm coming clean, Doreen I'm coming clean, Doreen Yeah yeah yeah yeah