Darling Lorraine lyrics

The first time I saw her

I couldn’t be sure

But the sin of impatience

Said, “She’s just what you’re looking for”

So I walked right up to her

And with the part of me that talks

I introduced myself as Frank

From New York, New York

She’s so hot

She’s so cool

I’m not

I’m just a fool in love with darling Lorraine

All my life I’ve been a wanderer

Not really, I mostly lived near my parents’ home

Anyway, Lorraine and I got married

And the usual marriage stuff

Then one day she says to me

From out of the blue

She says, “Frank, I’ve had enough

Romance is a heartbreaker

I’m not meant to be a homemaker

And I’m tired of being darling Lorraine”

What–you don’t love me anymore?

What–you’re walking out the door?

What–you don’t like the way I chew?

Hey, let me tell you

You’re not the woman that I wed

You say you’re depressed but you’re not

You just like to stay in bed

I don’t need you, darling Lorraine

Darling Lorraine

Lorraine

I long for your love

Financially speaking

I guess I’m a washout

Everybody’s buy and sell

And sell and buy

And that’s what the whole thing’s all about

If it had not been for Lorraine

I’d have left here long ago

I should have been a musician

I love the piano

She’s so light

She’s so free

I’m tight, well, that’s me

But I feel so good

With darling Lorraine

On Christmas morning Frank awakes

To find Lorraine has made a stack of pancakes

They watch the television, husband and wife

All afternoon, It’s a Wonderful Life

What–you don’t love me anymore?

What–you’re walking out the door?

What–you don’t like the way I chew?

Hey, let me tell you

You’re not the woman that I wed

Gimme my robe, I’m going back to bed

I’m sick to death of you, Lorraine

Darling Lorraine

Lorraine

Her hands like wood

The doctor was smiling

But the news wasn’t good

Darling Lorraine

Please don’t leave me yet

I know you’re in pain

Pain you can’t forget

Your breathing is like an echo of our love

Maybe I’ll go down to the corner store

And buy us something sweet

Here’s an extra blanket honey

To wrap around your feet

All the trees were washed with April rain

And the moon in the meadow

Took darling Lorraine

• Artist:Paul Simon