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 release the red ball All the pins fall down Can’t you hear the balls rumble? Can’t you hear the balls rumble? Miss Marlene We’re still bowling Every Saturday night Saturday night Your move to the lane, child Played on my heartstrings With the long skinny legs, child And your hoop earrings When the stakes are sky-high That’s when you'd 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 We’re still bowling Every Saturday night Saturday night And then, one night Something came apart You were throwin' back hurricanes And we knew someone Had played with your heart You ran into the dark street At University Place The cab came up so fast that We saw your laughin' face Can’t you hear the balls rumble? Can’t you hear the balls rumble? Miss Marlene We’re still bowling Every Saturday night Sometimes on a league night I catch her scent again Her hand guiding my hand We drop the seven-ten Can’t you hear the balls rumble? Can’t you hear the balls rumble Miss Marlene We’re still bowling Every Saturday night Saturday night Every Saturday night (x4)
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