Memphis in the Meantime Songtext
von John Hiatt

I got somethin′ to say, little girl, you might not like my style
But we've been hangin′ around this town
Just a little too long a while
You say you're gonna get your act together
Gonna take it out on the road
But if I don't get outta here pretty soon
My head′s going to explode
Sure, I like country music, and I like mandolins
But right now I need a telecaster
Through a vibro-lux turned up to ten

Uh, let′s go to Memphis in the meantime, baby (oh-haw)
Memphis in the meantime, girl


I need a little short of that rhythm, baby
Mixed up with these country blues
I wanna trade in these ol' cowboy boots for some fine Italian shoes
Forget the mousse and the hairspray, sugar
We don′t need none of that
Now, a little dab'll do you, girl, underneath a pork pie hat
Until Hell freezes over, maybe you can wait that long
But I don′t think Ronnie Milsap's gonna ever record this song, uh

Let′s go to Memphis in the meantime, baby
Ah, let's go to Memphis in the meantime, girl
Ah, let's go to Memphis in the meantime, baby (oh)
Let′s go to Memphis in the meantime, girl

Maybe there′s nothin' happenin′ there
Or maybe there's somethin′ in the air
Before our upper lips get stiff
Maybe we need us a big ol' whiff, oh no

If we could just get off-a that beat, little girl
Maybe we could find the groove
At least we can get ourselves a decent meal down at the rendezvous
′Cause one more heartfelt steel guitar chord, girl, it's gonna do me in
I need to hear some trumpet and saxophone
You know, sound as sweet as sin
And after we get good and greasy, baby, we can come on home
And put the cow-horns back on the Cadillac
And change the message on the chord-a-phone


Let's go to Memphis in the meantime, baby
Let′s go to Memphis in the meantime, girl
Let′s go to Memphis in the meantime, baby
Let's go to Memphis in the meantime, girl

I wanna talk about Memphis (oh-haw-haw)
Oh-haw-haw
Wanna talk about Memphis