Текст песни John Prine - Maureen Maureen
John Prine - Maureen Maureen слова песни
Maureen, maureen,I shot a doctor last night on the airplaneWell, they said he wouldnt hurt usBut he got me real nervous and meanHe was fat and he stankAnd God knows that he drank more than we doSo I shot him in the first classThen I bailed out and ran home to youChorus:But you dont believe meI could tell by your smileHoney, why dont you leave meGet lost for awhile, maureen.Maureen, maureen,Theres a hole in between where we come fromAnd the things that Im thinkingAint necessary the things that I sayI may have lied to myselfBut I tried to tell God how I love youBut even he dont answerHis phone anymore when I prayMaureen, maureen,I shot a doctor last night on the airplaneWell, they said he wouldnt hurt usBut he got me real nervous and meanReal nervous and mean