Back in double-o-seven Miss M was queen She could roll like a pro rolls When she was seventeen
Whether straight or hammered She was the best in town When she release the red ball All the pins fall down
Cant you hear the balls rumble? Cant you hear the balls rumble? Miss Marlene Were still bowling Every Saturday night Saturday night
Your move to the lane, child Played on my heartstrings With the long skinny legs, child And your hoop earrings
When the stakes are sky-high Thats when you'd always shine The ball would ride a moonbeam Down the inside line
Cant you hear the balls rumble? Cant you hear the balls rumble? Miss Marlene Were still bowling Every Saturday night Saturday night
And then, one night Something came apart You were throwin' back hurricanes And we knew someone Had played with your heart
You ran into the dark street At University Place The cab came up so fast that We saw your laughin' face
Cant you hear the balls rumble? Cant you hear the balls rumble? Miss Marlene Were still bowling Every Saturday night
Sometimes on a league night I catch her scent again Her hand guiding my hand We drop the seven-ten
Cant you hear the balls rumble? Cant you hear the balls rumble Miss Marlene Were still bowling Every Saturday night Saturday night Every Saturday night (x4)