My Doreen Lyrics

Well now look o' here yonder comes a' my Doreen She's cooler than a big 'ole bowl o' ice cream She's a Mardi Gras Madonna in a low cut dress Mama was a waitress and her daddy was a mess She's the cat's pajamas dressing through the night She's mine mine mine mine She's my Doreen Man, Doreen she's my little kissing cousin Fast asleep going ten to the dozen She's a platinum blonde with red nail polish That little girl never dreamed about college Doreen's sharper than a fresh shoeshine She's mine mine mine mine She's my Doreen Yeah she's my Doreen My Doreen Told Doreen I'd pick her up about eight She said buddy better not be late I was five minutes early she was long gone She's about as subtle as a neutron bomb She's the bee's knees ahead of her time She's mine mine mine mine She's my Doreen My Doreen Yeah she's mine mine mine mine Yeah she's mine mine mine mine She's my Doreen.