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 you, 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 pray, 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, real nervous and mean
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