(Paul Hampton) Today you say the one who loves you Is turn into a ball This town and all the people bug you And now you want much more. You think your meant for a better life For the sunshines every day But you may be too much for Memphis baby But you're not enough for LA. There's so many pretty girls like you out there They all cansel out each other The only way you can turn someone's head Is run your part to another. All they chew you up in that all pieces If you lucky that's quits you away 'Cause you may be too much for Memphis baby But you're not enough for LA. Now let one day you'd be puttin' on your face And the first sign of line you see You'll grab the first train or the first bus or plane And come running back to me. And then you'll say it was a town That eased your way beyond your years At the sunset strip don't seems so hip When seem the lonely tears. And you finally realize just where it is Though it hurts you so to say Well come on back to Memphis baby 'Cause you're much too nice for LA. Oh, come on home to Memphis baby 'Cause you're much too good for LA...