You look so fine
In you twelve-dollar gown
I’ve got a bowler
Wears just like a crown
What’ll we do?
I’m telling you
Let’s go to Memphis

We’ll go to Beale
And paint that street red
Stay up all night
Make love before bed
What’ll we do?
I’m telling you
Let’s go to Memphis

In the Bluff City
You’ll be looking so pretty
Under the neon signs
People who see us
They’ll all want to be us
If only for one night

We’ll hit the Arcade
Have breakfast at 2
Order mimosas
And hush puppies, too
What’ll we do?
I’m telling you
Let’s go to Memphis