All the way from Memphis, babe In search of something new You tell me now That Memphis, girl Dont hold a thing for you Hypnotized by gypsy lies Like a moth drawn to the flame In the crowd Youre just a faceless face Another nameless name Living on the handouts Of the Jesus of your own choosing The Christ you knew In Memphis, girl Could not win for losin Love beeds for your rosary And your drugs to see you through Youre telling me At seventeen You know more that I do Say farewell to L.A And your little coat of blue Cause meanwhile Back in Memphis, girl Our mama prays for you All the way from Memphis, babe In search of something new You tell me now At seventeen You know more than I do
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