Memory Motel
Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girlHer eyes were hazelAnd her nose were slightly curvedWe spent a lonely night at the Memory MotelIt's on the ocean, I guess you know it wellIt took a starry NIGHT to steal my breath awayDown on the water frontHer hair all drenched in spray
Hannah baby was a honey of a girlHer eyes were hazelAnd her teeth were slightly curvedShe took my guitar and she began to playShe sang a song to meStuck right in my brain
You're just a memory of a loveThat used to beYou're just a memory of a loveThat used to mean so much to meShe got a mind of her ownAnd she use it wellWell she's one of a kindShe's got a mindShe got a mind of her ownAnd she use it mighty fine
She drove a pick-up truckPainted green and blueThe tires were wearing thinShe turned a mile or twoWhen 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 RougeMy nerves are shot alreadyThe road ain't all that smoothAcross in Texas is the rose of San Antone1I keep on a feeling that's gnawing in my bones
You're just a memory of a loveThat used to mean so much to meYou're just a memory girlYou're just a sweet memoryAnd it used to mean so much to meSha la la la laShe got a mind of her ownAnd she use it wellMighty fine, she's one of a kind
On the seventh day my eyes were all a glazeWe've been ten thousand milesBeen in fifteen statesEvery woman seemed to fade out of my mindI hit the bottle and hit the sack and criedWhat's all this laughter on the 22nd floorIt's just some friends of mineAnd they're busting down the doorBeen a lonely night at the Memory Motel