Marie, she comes to me in the twilightWhen the wind blows down across the riverSo cold, the fishermen cryShe rapes me in a rage of rainbow violenceTill my bare nerves, they singLike the strings of a violinAnd the room seeps into a savage silenceSoaked in colours, red as blood, blue as nightAnd marie she skins me aliveCarves her initials in my sideLures me with her purrs and cuts me with her knifeAnd the horses pound like thunderThey bolt like lightning on her rangeShe feels she’s going under and she zeros in the reinShe’s so strangeWell, marie, you know, she’s the queen of all the stallionsAnd I’m her prince of mulesAnd one of her principal foolsMarie, she’s got the claws of a falconAnd she’s perched on my shoulder, and slowly digging inBut she, oh she can be so strange sometimesLike at night ...Or when the neighbors come to dineMarie, she skins me aliveBurns her initials in my hide and then leaves me all aloneBranded to the boneAnd my heart pounds like her horsesOh, stampeding on the rangeMarie knows all the sourcesAnd she shoots me with her painAnd for her, I take it, lord, down in my veinsAnd I watch her dance like some berserk fairyAll across the concrete prairies of bleecker streetMarie, she can be so strangebut she’s the only lonely cowgirl on my range
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Marie Lyrics

Bruce Springsteen – Marie Lyrics