The Felice Brothers - Doris Day lyrics

The bar band is playing summertime where the lights are low I'm skipping 'round now, bar to bar, wondering where to go I'm on my way to 'Frisco Bay from a port in New Orleans I'm walking 'round to satisfy on account of Ms. Louise Though I knew she could devour all of my heart in an hour Even in dreams I'd have Though I always knew I would lose her and turn into a substance abuser Doris Day, you got such a cold-blooded way I recall the posted wall and the theatre shows And the gloomy dressing room and the bullet holes "Can I really trust you, dear?" she asked from her window sill Where she clipped her finger tips and rolled a dollar bill Then she hid a gun in the oven when the two detectives were coming Offered them coffee and cake Then they returned the money she asked for that was found on the dashboard Oh Doris, dear, it's been such a cold-blooded year I could lay and watch the swaying curtains in the night I could see their witness seated in the station light And the rows of bullet holes in a shirt of red and white I could hear my Doris dear in the sad and silent night Though I know I'm only human and my d**h is forever looming On an una**uming night So this breath I'll be repeating while my heart is violently beating Doris Day, you got such a cold-blooded way The bar band is packing in and all the dancing's done Weatherman gave a bad report - rainy days to come If your fare should take you where the city squares are dark Please relay to Doris Day that I've died in Central Park Where there's smoke or accordians playing in a parlor room, she'll be swaying Gliding across the wooden floor And as the sad awnings are dripping, my stereo will be skipping Singing, "Doris Day, you got such a cold-blooded way." Such a terrible dove That's my cold-blooded love