Donald FagenMiss Marlene

Back in double-o-seven Miss M was queen She could roll like a pro rolls When she was seventeen Whether straight or hammered She was the best in town When she released a red ball All the pins fall down Can't you hear the balls rumble? Can't you hear the balls rumble? Miss Marlene Were still bowling Every Saturday night Saturday night Your move to the lane, child Played on my heartstrings With your long skinny legs, child And your hoop ear-rings When the stakes are sky high That's when you always shine The ball would ride a moonbeam Down the inside line Can't you hear the balls rumble? Can't you hear the balls rumble? Miss Marlene Were still bowling Every Saturday night Saturday night And then, the night Something came upon You were the sad hurricane And knew someone Had played with your heart Ran into the dark street At University Place Cab came up so fast that We saw your laughing face Can't you hear the balls rumble? Can't you hear the balls rumble? Miss Marlene Were still bowling Every Saturday night Sometimes on a league night I catch a scent again We drop the seven down Can't you hear the balls rumble? Can't you hear the balls rumble Miss Marlene Were still bowling Every Saturday night Saturday night Every Saturday night Every Saturday night Every Saturday night Every Saturday night
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