I studied all the pictures in magazines and books I memorised the subway map too It's one block north to Macy's and two to Brothers Brooks Manhattan, I prepared for you You certainly are different from what they have back home Where nothing's over three stories high And no one's in a hurry or wants to roam But I do, though they wonder why They said I would soon be good and lonely They said I would sing the homesick blues So I always have this ticket in my pocket A ticket home in my pocket To do with as I choose Burn the bridge, bet the store Baby's coming home no more Not for the life of me Break the lock, post my bail Done my time, I'm out of jail Not for the life of me A life that's gotta be more than a one-light town Where the light is always red Gotta be more than an old ghost town Where the ghost ain't even dead Clap-a-your hands, just-a-because Don't you know that where I am ain't where I was Not for the life of me You see, I gotta be more than a country wife, making babies till I croak Gotta be more than the leading role in the farmer's daughter's joke! Days of yore, kind and gentle, as me if I'm sentimental Not for the life of me Boh-doh-dee-oh Not for the life of Not for the life of Not for the life of me!
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Amanda is such a star.
Fabulous!!
I studied all the pictures in magazines and books
I memorised the subway map too
It's one block north to Macy's and two to Brothers Brooks
Manhattan, I prepared for you
You certainly are different from what they have back home
Where nothing's over three stories high
And no one's in a hurry or wants to roam
But I do, though they wonder why
They said I would soon be good and lonely
They said I would sing the homesick blues
So I always have this ticket in my pocket
A ticket home in my pocket
To do with as I choose
Burn the bridge, bet the store
Baby's coming home no more
Not for the life of me
Break the lock, post my bail
Done my time, I'm out of jail
Not for the life of me
A life that's gotta be more than a one-light town
Where the light is always red
Gotta be more than an old ghost town
Where the ghost ain't even dead
Clap-a-your hands, just-a-because
Don't you know that where I am ain't where I was
Not for the life of me
You see, I gotta be more than a country wife, making babies till I croak
Gotta be more than the leading role in the farmer's daughter's joke!
Days of yore, kind and gentle, as me if I'm sentimental
Not for the life of me
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Not for the life of
Not for the life of
Not for the life of me!