The Zen was Queen
She could roll like a pros
When she was Seventeen
Whether straight or hammered
She was the best in town
When she released a 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 bold
Every Saturday night
Saturday night
Your move to the lane, child
Played on my heartstrings
With the long skinny legs, child
And your hoopy rings
When the stakes are sky high
That's when you 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 bold
Every Saturday night
Saturday night
And then, the night
Something came upon
You were the
And knew someone
Had played with your heart
Ran into the dark street
At University Place
Cab came up so fast that
We saw your laughing face
Can't you hear the balls rumble?
Can't you hear the balls rumble?
Miss Marlene
We're still bold
Every Saturday night
Sometimes on a league night
I catch a scent again
We drop the seven down
Can't you hear the balls rumble?
Can't you hear the balls rumble?
Miss Marlene
We're still bold
Every Saturday night
Saturday night
Every Saturday night [4x]
