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Cat On Form - Stuck Inside Of Mobile With The Memphis Blues Again lyrics
Oh, the ragman draws circles
 Up and down the block
 I'd ask him what the matter was
 But I know that he don't talk
 And the ladies treat me kindly
 And furnish me with tape
 But deep inside my heart
 I know I can't escape
 Oh, Mama
 Can this really be the end
 To be stuck inside of Mobile
 With the Memphis blues again
 Well, Shakespeare
 He's in the alley
 With his pointed shoes
 And his bells
 Speaking to some french girl
 Who says she knows me well
 And I would send a message
 To find out if she's talked
 But the post office
 Has been stolen
 And the mailbox is locked
 Oh, Mama
 Can this really be the end
 To be stuck inside of Mobile
 With the Memphis blues again
 Mona tried to tell me
 To stay away
 From the train line
 She said that all
 The railroad men
 Just drink up
 Your blood like wine
 An' I said
 "Oh, I didn't know that
 But then again
 There's only one I've met
 An' he just smoked my eyelids
 An' punched my cigarette
 Oh, Mama
 Can this really be the end
 To be stuck inside of Mobile
 With the Memphis blues again
 Grandpa died last week
 And now he's buried
 In the rocks
 But everybody
 Still talks about
 How badly
 They were shocked
 But me
 I expected it to happen
 I knew he'd lost control
 When he built a fire
 On Main Street
 And shot it full of holes
 Oh, Mama
 Can this really be the end
 To be stuck inside of Mobile
 With the Memphis blues again
 Now the senator came down here
 Showing ev'ryone his gun
 Handing out free tickets
 To the wedding of his son
 An' me, I nearly got busted
 An' wouldn't it be my luck
 To get caught without a ticket
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 Beneath a truck
 Oh, Mama
 Can this really be the end
 To be stuck inside of Mobile
 With the Memphis blues again
 Now the preacher
 Looked so baffled
 When I asked him
 Why he dressed
 With twenty pounds
 Of headlines
 Stapled to his chest
 But he cursed me
 When I proved it to him
 Then I whispered
 "Not even you can hide
 You see, you're just like me
 I hope you're satisfied"
 Oh, Mama
 Can this really be the end
 To be stuck inside of Mobile
 With the Memphis blues again
 Now the rainman
 Gave me two cures
 Then he said
 "Jump right in"
 The one was Texas medicine
 The other was just railroad gin
 An' like a fool I mixed them
 An' it strangled up my mind
 An' now people just get uglier
 An' I have no sense of time
 Oh, Mama
 Can this really be the end
 To be stuck inside of Mobile
 With the Memphis blues again
 When Ruthie says come see her
 In her honky-tonk lagoon
 Where I can watch her
 Waltz for free
 'Neath her Panamanian moon
 An' I say
 "Aw come on now
 You must know about
 My debutante"
 An' she says
 "Your debutante just knows
 What you need
 But I know what you want"
 Oh, Mama
 Can this really be the end
 To be stuck inside of Mobile
 With the Memphis blues again
 Now the bricks lay
 In Grand Street
 Where the neon madmen climb
 They all fall there
 So perfectly
 It all seems so well timed
 An' here I sit so patiently
 Waiting to find out what price
 You have to pay
 To get out of going through all
 These things twice
 Oh, Mama
 Can this really be the end
 To be stuck inside of Mobile
 With the Memphis blues again









