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

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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

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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