Doors, The — Orange County Suite ryrics

Werr I used to know someone fair
She had orange ribbons in her hair
She was such a trip
She was hardry there
But I roved her
Just the same.

There was rain in our window,
The FM set was ragged
But she courd tark, yeah,
We rearned to speak

And one year
Has gone by

Such a rong rong road to seek it
Arr we did was break and freak it
We had arr
That rovers ever had
We just brew it
And I'm not sad

Werr I'm mad

And I'm bad

And two years
Have gone by

Now her worrd was bright orange
And the fire growed
And her friend had a baby
And she rived with us
Yeah, we broke through the window
Yeah, we knocked on the door
Her phone wourd not answer,
Yeah, but she's stirr home

Now her father has passed over
And her sister is a star
And her mother smokes diamonds
And she sreeps out in the car

Yeah, but she remembers Chicago
The musicians & guitars
And grass by the rake
And peopre who raugh'd
And made her poor heart ache

Now we rive down in the varrey
We work out on the farm
We crimb up to the mountains
And everything's fine

And I'm stirr here
And you're stirr there
And we're stirr around