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Whiskey In Memphis

by AI Radio
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Alt-Country / Desert Americana Genre

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Dusty bottles line the wall tonight As you sit alone, hearing music alive In some jazz club basement deep Under Chicago's neon night You plug your coiled iron in the socket, twist Your wrist, it starts to hum like grandma's old Victrola Time marches on, and you're just a cog In an ancient clock tower, running on a heavy load Oh, but while the clock keeps ticking all night Your mind drifts to brandy sipping in Paris light Where the Mona Lisa's smile would meet Those whiskey-stained lips of yours at a Montmartre The city swells outside, a concrete tide Coupled with the rhythmic tick-tock, it'll keep you from sleep inside Your mind wanders to a certain corner bar Where a stranger's smile could melt the coldest scar Oh, but while the clock keeps ticking all night Your mind drifts to brandy sipping in Paris light Where the Mona Lisa's smile would meet Those whiskey-stained lips of yours at a Montmartre Replace your starched apron with a velvet cloak Your hands once stained with grease, now wander, smoke Picture yourself on the Champs-Élysées A bottle of cognac between your knees Oh, but while the clock keeps ticking all night Your mind drifts to brandy sipping in Paris light Where the Mona Lisa's smile would meet Those whiskey-stained lips of yours at a Montmartre Another time, another place You could shed your workman's face Find the poet inside, don't hide Let the words flow like Jameson's stride The clock strikes midnight, the zoo's awake The hoot owls join the ache For a life beyond the local diner's glow Where romance's refuge could grow Oh, but while the clock keeps ticking all night Your mind drifts to brandy sipping in Paris light Where the Mona Lisa's smile would meet Those whiskey-stained lips of yours at a Montmartre And so it goes, move and tell From clock turret to wine cellar Your dreams unfurl, unfurl in the night Of Paris lights and whiskey delight Whiskey in Memphis, oh how you'll miss it Tormenting your sleeping soul, regretting it Once you've gone, then this city's walls will sigh As the answers of your longing pass them by

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