Doreen
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[Verse 1] Well when I first met Doreen She was barely seventeen She was drinking whiskey sours in the bar And 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 [Chorus] Doreen, Doreen Last night I had an awful dream You were layin' in the arms of a man I'd never seen Come clean, Doreen Come clean, Doreen [Verse 2] Well, I'm pulling into Cleveland In a seven-seater tour van There's eight of us, so I'm sleeping on the floor And the guy that plays the banjo Keeps on handing me the old crow That multiplies my sorrow, I can't take it anymore [Chorus] Doreen, Doreen Last night I had an awful dream You were layin' in the arms of a man I'd never seen Come clean, Doreen Come clean, Doreen [Verse 3] Well I'm begging and I'm pleading "Please pull over guys, I'm bleeding There's a Fina off the highway with a phone" And I'm calling you, Doreen But the phone it rings and rings Where is it that you are, if you aren't in our bed at home [Chorus] Doreen, Doreen Last night I had an awful dream You were layin' in the arms of a man I'd never seen Come clean, Doreen Come clean, Doreen
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Credits
- Writers
- Rhett Miller
- Murry Hammond