Doreen Paroles

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, 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.