Well, when I first met Doreen she was barely 17
She was drinking whiskey sours in the bar
And the way she tossed them back I nearly had a heart attack
'Cause as it is I let her drive my car
We were galloping through the burrows like a pair of h**** thoroughbreds
Until I said "Stop the car, Doreen"
You can roll your eyes or not 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 lying in the arms of a man I'd never seen
Come clean, Doreen
Come clean, Doreen
We were rolling into Cleveland in a seven seater tour van
There's 8 of us and I'm sleeping on the floor
And the guy who plays the banjo keeps on passing me the Old Crow
It multiplies my sorrow I can't take it anymore
Doreen, Doreen
Last night I had an awful dream
You were lying in the arms of a man I'd never seen
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
And I'm calling you Doreen and it rings and rings and rings
Where is it that you are if you're not in our bed at home?
Doreen, Doreen
Last night I had an awful dream
You were lying in the arms of a man I'd never seen
Come clean, Doreen
Come clean, Doreen
Doreen, Doreen
Last night I had an awful dream
You were playin' in the arms of a man I'd never seen
Come clean, Doreen
Come clean, Doreen
She was drinking whiskey sours in the bar
And the way she tossed them back I nearly had a heart attack
'Cause as it is I let her drive my car
We were galloping through the burrows like a pair of h**** thoroughbreds
Until I said "Stop the car, Doreen"
You can roll your eyes or not 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 lying in the arms of a man I'd never seen
Come clean, Doreen
Come clean, Doreen
We were rolling into Cleveland in a seven seater tour van
There's 8 of us and I'm sleeping on the floor
And the guy who plays the banjo keeps on passing me the Old Crow
It multiplies my sorrow I can't take it anymore
Doreen, Doreen
Last night I had an awful dream
You were lying in the arms of a man I'd never seen
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
And I'm calling you Doreen and it rings and rings and rings
Where is it that you are if you're not in our bed at home?
Doreen, Doreen
Last night I had an awful dream
You were lying in the arms of a man I'd never seen
Come clean, Doreen
Come clean, Doreen
Doreen, Doreen
Last night I had an awful dream
You were playin' in the arms of a man I'd never seen
Come clean, Doreen
Come clean, Doreen