| Well, let me carry your bags
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| Let me lighten your load
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| Let me mellow your mind
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| As we drive down the road
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| Yeah, Lady Memphis let me ride
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| Your beautiful slide-guitar suicide
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| You know I’ll find you, baby, don’t try to hide
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| You know love is true and it ain’t no lie
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| Tell me how it feels
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| Tell me how it feels
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| Tell me how it feels
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| Yeah, tell me how it
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| Oh, baby, take off your clothes
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| And roll with me
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| Oh, baby, nobody knows
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| That you’re here with me
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| Yeah, Lady Memphis let me ride
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| Your beautiful slide-guitar suicide
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| You know I’ll find you, baby, don’t try to hide
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| You know love is true and it ain’t no lie
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| Tell me how it feels
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| Tell me how it feels
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| Tell me how it feels
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| Yeah, tell me how it
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| Yeah, when I come down
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| You make it easy
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| When I come down
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| You make it so hard
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| Oh, well, it’s late in the day
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| You say you got to go home
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| I’ll send you on your way
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| Leave me on my own
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| Yeah, Lady Memphis let me ride
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| Your beautiful slide-guitar suicide
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| You know I’ll find you, baby, don’t try to hide
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| You know love is true and it ain’t no lie
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| Tell me how it feels
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| Tell me how it feels
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| Tell me how it feels
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| Yeah, tell me how it |