Was Not Was Earth To Doris
At the loveless motel and restaurant out on highway 33
The matchbook says call for reservations
Country ham and biscuits delicious steaks
I met a woman there one night
No moon just just diesel trucks
She kissed me like she was hungry so we got a room
In the morning she looked like a horse
Smoking little cigars
Playing these tapes of her husband
She says "doesn't he sound like elvis?"
She makes champagne out of 7-up and cheap wine
Like a chemist
Next to one of those insect electric chairs
Her skin gleaming blue everytime a fly died
I read in the funnies i laughed anyway
"someting's burning somewhere" i said
"yeah it's us" she says
"you both want coffee?" the waitress says
Yes two two coffees
That's perfect on this cold dim flourescent morning
And a couple of those donuts over there right doris?
Right doris?
Earth to doris....earth to doris
