Letra da Música: Maureen - Pulp

Maureen's divine incision
cuts through my sense of reason
Mind goes back to the first time
Start of the racing season
Down at the Redcar races
Bare flesh in public places
I won't forget her face
as she ran into me

Maureen's tearing at my heart
Spending all my time on Maureen
And Maureen's kicking in my soul
Dreaming all my dreams of Maureen
Right now!

You knocked me down, you knocked my over
My blood upon the tarmac
I tore the dress from your back
You are my death, you are my lover
Your red car is a hearse
And your red dress my shroud

Maureen's tearing at my heart
Spending all my time on Maureen
And Maureen's kicking in my soul
Dreaming all my dreams of Maureen
Right now!

Your tyres shred my skin
You look like the devil's daughter
And I'll get no redress
But I enjoy the slaughter
In your red dress
In your red dress walking over me
In your red car
In your red car running over me

Maureen's tearing at my heart
Spending all my time on Maureen
And Maureen's kicking in my soul
Dreaming all my dreams of Maureen
Dreaming all my dreams of Maureen
Dreaming all my dreams of Maureen
Right now!

Maureen!