Here's a little song you might have heard before
'
Bout two wandering gals who walked in a door

With everything new and everything strange

They just got into town, don't know nobody's name
I met'em, in a little bar where I was playing my songs

Said I remind them of the music back home

Wanted me to play all night, make everything right

While they tried to drink all the beer in the bar that night


Molly says she's homesick
for New Orleans and more

Swears that she is lonely

Wonders what she come here for

Says she's going home


Well they lived in Louisiana a little too long
'
Course it's a natural way to feel after Mardi Gras

So what the bell, what the heck

They packed up a m and they headed west

They drove all night and every single day

Adding up the miles to make a getaway

But that's okay cause if you gotta go

Seattle's 'bout as far as you can get on any road


Now Shelly's feeling crazy

Thinks she might have been here before

Remembers some old heartache

And wonders what she's come back for

Says she's going home


Everyone looked as they walked in the room

Electric orange pants and their see-
through shirts

Well I stared too 'cause I saw it in their eyes

They were out to get done twice as fast as wise

Counting loose change and dancing' cross the floor

Singing all my songs that they never heard before

But that's aft right, they were sweet and nice

They made a lot of friends at the bar that night


Now Molly and Shelly are homesick

They don't want to be alone

Think they might do something dangerous

So they wanted me to take them both home

So I took'em to my home


So into the night, we drank a lot more

Telling tall tales and some I never heard before

We laughed and we talked, we talked till we cried

Adventure at home had never felt so right

But nothing else happened though yes I must admit
I have an active imagination and I worked it out a bit

But that's all right, I found something nice
I made two friends and I made them both for life


Molly and Shelly are gone now

And this place is not the same

But they both taught me about dreaming

And what you have to give away
I'll learn to give away