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Miss Marlene Lyrics
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
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Miss Marlene
We’re 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
That’s when you'd always shine
The ball would ride a moonbeam
Down the inside line
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Miss Marlene
We’re 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
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Miss Marlene
We’re 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
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Miss Marlene
We’re still bowling
Every Saturday night
Saturday night
Every Saturday night (x4)
Miss M was queen
She could roll like a pro rolls
When she was seventeen
She was the best in town
When she release the red ball
All the pins fall down
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Miss Marlene
We’re still bowling
Every Saturday night
Saturday night
Played on my heartstrings
With the long skinny legs, child
And your hoop earrings
That’s when you'd always shine
The ball would ride a moonbeam
Down the inside line
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Miss Marlene
We’re still bowling
Every Saturday night
Saturday night
Something came apart
You were throwin' back hurricanes
And we knew someone
Had played with your heart
At University Place
The cab came up so fast that
We saw your laughin' face
Can’t you hear the balls rumble?
Miss Marlene
We’re still bowling
Every Saturday night
I catch her scent again
Her hand guiding my hand
We drop the seven-ten
Can’t you hear the balls rumble
Miss Marlene
We’re still bowling
Every Saturday night
Saturday night
Every Saturday night (x4)
Song Info
Submitted by
songmeanings On Oct 15, 2012
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I love this song, but am very conflicted about it. I think it’s clear that the narrator thinks quite fondly of the young Miss Marlene. He likes her legs and her earrings, and appears to genuinely miss her after she goes. From there, things get so murky for me.
What does it mean to “Roll like a pro”? What is the reference to the “red ball” she drops to make “all the pins fall down?” Apparently, it doesn’t matter if she’s “straight or hammered.”
Stumbled upon an interview with Donald Fagan on this song. I was 50% that Marlene survived and just moved on. But. Now we know. A beautiful young lady with exceptional skills has died tragically.
DF: Well, because when someone dies young, they’re preserved for all time in their youthful state. She was a sensitive girl, she was unlucky in love, and she kind of lost it there and there was a terrible taxicab accident, and, you know, s**t happens, right? ML: Also was a good bowler. Everybody loves a good bowler. DF: Excellent bowler.
https://www.huffingtonpost.com/mike-ragogna/emsunken-condosem-a-conve_b_1965856.html
Of course when it's either member of Steely Dan, the interpretation of drug use is always reasonably likely. My interpretation though is that Miss Marlene was the victim of a suicide because of her being heartbroken.
This story begins in 2007 (007).The song is clearly about the tragic loss of Marlene who used to be a great bowler. There are several references to bowling: roll like a pro rolls, straight or hammered (not only meaning sober or drunk), release the red ball all the pins fall down, hear the balls rumble, move to the lane, ride a moonbeam down the inside line, on a league night, her hand guiding my hand we drop the seven-ten (the most difficult spare in bowling). The night of her fatal cab accident she was drunk (throwin' back Hurricanes = cocktail) because of a broken heart. Donald Fagen is a great narrator creating marvellous sentences using slang.
Besides the classic Fagan storytelling with subculture lingo, what strikes me (intended) is the irony of Marlene getting bowled over by a cab in the end. Genius.