Miss Marlene
Transcription and chart
Peter Kruger
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Back in double-oh-se ven
Miss M was queen
She could roll like a pro rolls
When she was seventeen
Wheteher straight or ha mmered
She was the best in town
When she release the red ball
All pins fall down
Chorus
Canât you hear the balls rum ble
Canât you hear the balls rum ble
Miss Marlene--weâre still bowling
Every Saturday night
Saturday night
Your move to the lane child
Played on my heartstrings
With you long skinny legs child
And your hoop earrings
When the stakes were sky- high
Thatâs when youâd always shine
The ball would ride a moon beam
Down the inside lane
Chorus
Canât you hear the balls rum ble
Canât you hear the balls rum ble
Miss Marlene weâre bowling
Every Saturday night
Saturday night
bridge
And then one night
Something came apart
You were thrown back hurricanes
And we knew some
Had played with your heart
You ran into the dark street
At University Place
The cab came up so fast then
We saw your laughinâ face
Canât you hear the balls rum ble
Chorus
Canât you hear the balls rum ble
Miss Marlene weâre bowling
Every Saturday night
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Sometimes on a
league night
I catch her scent again
Her hand guiding my hand
We drop the seven-ten
Canât you hear the balls rum ble
Canât you hear the balls rum ble
Miss Mar lene weâre bowling
Every Saturday nite
Saturday night
Every Saturday night
Every Saturday night
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