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MEMORY MOTEL

Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl
Her eyes were hazel
And her nose were slightly curved
We spent a lonely night at the Memory Motel
It's on the ocean, I guess you know it well
It took a starry to steal my breath away
Down on the water front
Her hair all drenched in spray

Hannah baby was a honey of a girl
Her eyes were hazel

And her teeth were slightly curved

She took my guitar and she began to play

She sang a song to me

Stuck right in my brain

You're just a memory of a love
That used to be

You're just a memory of a love

That used to mean so much to me

She got a mind of her own
And she use it well

Well she's one of a kind

She's got a mind

She got a mind of her own

And she use it mighty fine

She drove a pick-up truck
Painted green and blue

The tires were wearing thin

She turned a mile or two

When I asked her where she headed for

"Back up to Boston I'm singing in a bar"

I got to fly today on down to Baton Rouge

My nerves are shot already

The road ain't all that smooth

Across in Texas is the rose of San Antone

I keep on a feeling that's gnawing in my bones

You're just a memory of a love
That used to mean so much to me

You're just a memory girl

You're just a sweet memory

And it used to mean so much to me

Sha la la la la

She got a mind of her own
And she use it well

Mighty fine, she's one of a kind

On the seventh day my eyes were all a glaze
We've been ten thousand miles

Been in fifteen states

Every woman seemed to fade out of my mind

I hit the bottle and hit the sack and cried

What's all this laughter on the 22nd floor

It's just some friends of mine

And they're busting down the door

Been a lonely night at the Memory Motel









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