(Paul Hampton)
Today you say the one who loves you
Is turn into a ball
This town and all the people bug you
And now you want much more.
You think your meant for a better life
For the sunshines every day
But you may be too much for Memphis baby
But you're not enough for LA.
There's so many pretty girls like you out there
They all cansel out each other
The only way you can turn someone's head
Is run your part to another.
All they chew you up in that all pieces
If you lucky that's quits you away
'Cause you may be too much for Memphis baby
But you're not enough for LA.
Now let one day you'd be puttin' on your face
And the first sign of line you see
You'll grab the first train or the first bus or plane
And come running back to me.
And then you'll say it was a town
That eased your way beyond your years
At the sunset strip don't seems so hip
When seem the lonely tears.
And you finally realize just where it is
Though it hurts you so to say
Well come on back to Memphis baby
'Cause you're much too nice for LA.
Oh, come on home to Memphis baby
'Cause you're much too good for LA...
