Doreen
(专辑: The Turnpike Troubadours - 2015)
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 Oh 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 And the
guy who 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 "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 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 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 I'm coming clean, Doreen I'm coming clean, Doreen Yeah yeah yeah yeah