Not for the Life of Me

Lyrics

[MILLIE DILLMOUNT] I studied all the pictures in magazines and books I memorized the subway map too It's one block north to Macy's and two to Brothers Brooks Manhattan, I prepared for you You certainly are diff'rent from what they have back home Where nothing's over three stories high And no one's in a hurry or wants to roam But I do, though they wonder why They said I would soon be good and lonely They said I would sing the homesick blues So I always have this ticket in my pocket A ticket home in my pocket To do with as I choose Burn the bridge, bet the store Baby's coming home no more Not for the life of me Break the lock, post my bail Done my time, I'm out of jail Not for the life of me A life that's gotta be more than a one-light town Where the light is always red Gotta be more than an old ghost town Where the ghost ain't even dead Clap-a-your hands, just-a-because Don't you know that where I am ain't where I was? Not for the life of me Boh-doh-dee-oh Not for the life of Not for the life of Not for the life...of...me!