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When I think about how I've glowed up It'll make you want to throw up If you've seen the things I've seen And you did the things I did It'll make you wonder how I ever really growed up
Taking a nice walk Down in Memphis We’ve got permission So what’s to fear? Just taking a walk Down in Memphis Then the cops came along and said, "Get the hell out of here"
The air smothered in smog The birds don't sing like they used to. Then again, it's not surprising, must have the Memphis blues. The echoing screams in the streets Children crying in the background
The darker corner of Memphis, TN Where prostitutes take their positions among a sea Of honest workers and school kids waiting early on the MATA Just to repeat the process at 3 in the after-