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I got an itch
I can’t scratch
I feel like you’ve heard that
One night
And I’m gone
The road ahead is long
Give me something
I can think about
When I’m on my way out
Give me something
I can scream about
The words are on your mouth
Chorus:
If I should wait
It would weigh me down
I’ll slow my pace
If you keep me around
I know I’m late but
I came to town
I see your face you
Leave me to drown
I got an itch
I can’t scratch
And now I want you back
It’s so crucial that I feel
I just can’t feel enough
I’m so out
Out of line
Just want to line them up
Bridge:
Hot night, dim light
Silk robe, kitchen knife
Tabletop, truck stop
I got an appetite
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2. |
Memphis Baby
03:08
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I could tell you now, but not today
Memphis baby oh
But I know the way, and come some day
Memphis baby oh
It's coming fast, never seems to last
And oh I know that road
But I know you too, in some vague way
You're my memphis baby
Bridge:
Memphis baby, is it true, all the things that this world’s done to you
Memphis baby l, can't you see, what it means to me
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3. |
Female Trouble
04:20
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Hold me close and you will see
There is nothing good about falling for me
All I want is you, him and her within my reach
So I can drag you all into my misery
And hurting you is killing me
But I can’t stop with all these schemes
There’s this overarching theme of waking up from haunting dreams
Chorus:
There is no reason to stay
And I may just lay awake
But if you leave me be
I may just never sleep
I’ll toss and turn in my grave
I’ll always want you to stay
My grave is empty when I wake
But when I’m all alone
I may just call your phone
My mausoleum is safe
Coda:
Ain’t nobody gonna get one over on me
I got a knife in the back of my jeans
I’m real nice but I get real mean
And I make a scene
Oh, stop makin’ a scene
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4. |
Tell You
02:14
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I gotta tell you something baby, but don't get all cold
There’s something killing me daily baby, but it's not really so
But oh, but I'm told, that the big old sun, is oh so deadly when you're cold, and you're cold
But I gotta tell you something baby let's go
I gotta tell something baby, but I'm all alone
I read your story but it's hardly yeah yeah, the way that it’s told
But oh, but I'm told, that the big old sun, is oh so deadly when you cold, and I'm cold
But I gotta tell you something baby let’s go
I gotta tell you something baby, but don't get all cold
There's something killing me now daily baby, but it's not really so
But oh, but I'm told, that the big old sun, is oh so deadly when you're cold, and your cold
I gotta tell you something baby now you know
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