Maureen, Maureen

Maureen, maureen,

I shot a doctor last night on the airplane

Well, they said he wouldn't hurt us

But he got me real nervous and mean

He was fat and he stank

And God knows that he drank more than we do

So I shot him in the first class

Then I bailed out and ran home to youChorus:

But you don't believe me

I could tell by your smile

Honey, why don't you leave me

Get lost for awhile, maureen.Maureen, maureen,

There's a hole in between where we come from

And the things that I'm thinking

Ain't necessary the things that I say

I may have lied to myself

But I tried to tell God how I love you

But even he don't answer

His phone anymore when I prayMaureen, maureen,

I shot a doctor last night on the airplane

Well, they said he wouldn't hurt us

But he got me real nervous and mean

Real nervous and mean

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