Album: Thoroughly Modern Millie Soundtrack

Not For the Life of Me

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 different from what they have back home,
Where nothin's over three stories high.
And noones in a hurry or wants to roam, but I do, though they wonder why,
They said i would be 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 comin' home no more, not for the life of me.
Rig the lock, post my bail, done my time i'm outta 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 your hands to the beat cause dont you know that where i am aint where i was
Not for the life of me, ba doh dee doh
Not for the life of, not for the life of, not for the life . . . of . . . me