Memphis In the Meantime

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