LETTER TO MEMPHIS
The day since I met her
I can’t believe it’s true
She came here from Memphis
Across the ocean sailing
And I saw her and I pleaded
Why do you come so far and she said
Trying to get to you
How I tried to get you
Trying to get you
I’m sending a letter
I’ll send it right to you
I’ll send it to Memphis
I know that someday
Everything I needed and I wanted
Used to be that my head was haunted
And all these sirens they make me mad
And all this violence it brings me down
I feel strong I feel lucky
Trying to get to you
Said I’m going to get to you
Trying to get to you
© Black Francis/Pixies

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