eh-hee, oh-hoh, well

I saw my face in the paper today
it said hello to the face that i saw at home
[then] I read a tale of a girl with my name
it was not the one that I know, no

you shook my hand and you said you understand
and you said that you know where I\'m coming from
but the only place that I\'ve ever been
is far, far from known

what you say about me
stabs me in the heart
what you read about me is a shot in the dark (yeah)

I\'ve never been to Memphis
I\'ve never seen my good-luck star
I\'ve never seen Las Vegas lights
laughing at the dark
I\'ve never dragged the train of my dress
down Elvis Presley Boulevard
I\'ve never been to Memphis
cross my heart, hm

I want to see my name in neon lights
cause the words that you write they don\'t last, my friends
they only shine a day at a time
and leave stains on my hands, well

so what\'s the use in rolling the dice w
hen you already know how it\'s gonna fall
you think that if you play your cards right
you might deal with us all

what\'re gonna do
when a seven falls
will the rolling thunder scatter all of your cards

I\'ve never been to Memphis, no
I\'ve never seen my good-luck star
I\'ve never seen Las Vegas lights
laughing at the dark
I\'ve never dragged the train of my dress
down Elvis Presley Boulevard
I\'ve never been to Memphis
cross my heart, cross my heart

[guitar solo]

ooh yes
believe me (hm)

I\'ve never been to Memphis, no no
I\'ve never seen my good-luck star, baby
I wanna see Las Vegas lights, yeah
laughing at the dark
I\'ve never dragged the train of my dress
down Elvis Presley Boulevard
I\'ve never been to Memphis
cross my heart, cross my heart

I\'ve never been to Memphis, no no no
I\'ve never seen my good-luck star, yeah
I\'ve never seen Las Vegas lights, yeah
laughing at the dark
I\'ve never dragged the train of my dress
down Elvis Presley Boulevard (yeah)
I\'ve never been to Memphis
cross my heart, yeah

I\'ve never been to Memphis, no no
I\'ve never seen my good-luck star (no no)
I\'ve never seen Las Vegas lights, yeah
laughing at the dark
I\'ve never dragged a train of my dress
through the Nevada desert sand
I\'ve never been to Memphis
raise my hand, raise my hand, baby, yeah

[adlibbing until end:]

tell it how it is, c\'mon on
whoo!
cross my heart
[laughter]
whow! that\'s the one - that was the one