robe, I'm going back to bed I'm sick to death of you, Lorraine Darling Lorraine, Lorraine Her hands like wood The doctor was smiling But the news wasn't good Darling Lorraine
Seven blonde women They gather in the square They raise their hands up to the sun Their skin is so thin and white You know their fathers must surely be
just you try and come back to me, yeah, you'll see (Quiche, Quiche Lorraine) You mangy mutt (Quiche, Quiche Lorraine) I'm talking about Quiche (Quiche, Quiche Lorraine) Quiche Lorraine
She's crying again You lay quiet on her chest She knows you're a dangerous comfort But you haven't broken her heart yet She wants to feel safe again
I turn the lights on in the hallway Walk down the stairs without a bit of grace The TVs on and the weather man says It's just another sunny day Open
If I could buy this town I'd keep it small and rough Full of third shift dreamers And high school love I'd keep the Church of Christ And the bowling
It's finally breaking me down To my credit I feel like I held on as long as I could I barely recognize myself now I'd teach my heart to lie if I thought
I spend my whole life climbing ladders Playing catch with the stars A million miles away from disaster And invincible unbreakable hearts I spend my life
The kitchen smells like orange peels Her stomach turns like a spinning wheel Put the baby down in her little seat You should rest now mama, you should
Next time he tries to leave I'm gonna help him to the door Won't be no sorrow from me 'Cause there's no sorrow anymore I tried like hell to make him
They say it ain't complicated Any fool can understand Until the fuse is lit and It blows up in your hand It all looks good on paper Step by step, you
When you take the train to midtown To have coffee by yourself Pull the pictures from the drawer Put them back up on the shelf When you hear the sound
My life is a grocery store line A 'We'll be just fine' Don't know how we survive, but we do My life is an early spring snow The last thread of hope That
St Peter says, "You picked a real good day" Your lungs fill back up with air And your worries float away Jesus smiles, He's a handsome man He's taller
You know when I'm coming home You know when I'm coming to bed You know when I tell you that I love you I mean every word I said You know I'm a bit too
Well, they ain't gonna make a movie About a couple of fools like us No one's gonna write a book about our little love You don't get your picture on the
harder and harder Lorraine, to believe in magic When what came before you is so very tragic Lorraine, sweet Lorraine Sweet Lorraine Sweet Lorraine Sweet Lorraine Sweet Lorraine
Lorraine Can you still feel the pain? Do you still want me to love you? It's such a funny day Whoa oh oh, it's such a funny day It's almost over Lorraine
