Stuck Inside Of Mobile Chords

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EOh the rag-man draws C♯mcircles

EUp and down the C♯mblock.

 I'd Eask him what the C♯mmatter was

 But I Aknow that he don't B7talk.

 And the Aladies treat me Ekindly

 And C♯mfurnish me with Etape

 But C♯mdeep inside my Eheart

 I Aknow I can't esEcape

G♯mOh Mama,

Can this really be the end?

 To be Estuck inside of C♯mMobile,

Ewith the AMemphis blues aEgain?

EWell, Shakespeare, he's in the C♯malley

 With his Epointed shoes and his C♯mbells.

ESpeaking to a C♯mFrench girl,

 Who Asays she knows me B7well.

 And AI would send a Emessage

 To C♯mfind out if she's Etalked,

 But the C♯mpost office has been Estolen

 And the Amail box is Elocked.

G♯mOh Mama,

Can this really be the end?

 To be Estuck inside of C♯mMobile,

Ewith the AMemphis blues aEgain?

Mona tried to tell me

To stay far away from the railroad line.

She said that all the railroad men

Drink your blood like wine.

An' I said "Oh, I didn't know that

But then again there's only one I've me

An' he just smoked my eyelids

An' punched my cigarette"

G♯mOh Mama,

Can this really be the end?

 To be Estuck inside of C♯mMobile,

Ewith the AMemphis blues aEgain?

Grandpa died last week

And now he's buried in the rock

But everybody talk about

How badly they were shocked.

But me I expected it to happen

I knew he'd lost control

When he built a fire on main street

And shot it full of holes.

G♯mOh Mama,

Can this really be the end?

 To be Estuck inside of C♯mMobile,

Ewith the AMemphis blues aEgain?

Now the senator came down here

Showing everyone his gun.

Handing out free tickets

To the wedding of his son.

An' me I nearly got busted

An wouldn't it be my luck

To get caught without a ticket

And be discovered beneath a truck

G♯mOh Mama,

Can this really be the end?

 To be Estuck inside of C♯mMobile,

Ewith the AMemphis blues aEgain?

Now the preacher looked so baffled

When I asked him why he dressed

With twenty pounds of headlines

Stapled to his chest

But he cursed when I proved to him

Then I whispered not even you can hide.

You see you're just like me

I hope your satisfied

G♯mOh Mama,

Can this really be the end?

 To be Estuck inside of C♯mMobile,

Ewith the AMemphis blues aEgain?

Now the rainman gave me two cures

Then he said "Jump right in"

The one was Texas medicine

The other railroad gin.

An like a fool I mixed them

An' it strangled up my mind

An' now people just get uglier

An' I have no sense of time.

G♯mOh Mama,

Can this really be the end?

 To be Estuck inside of C♯mMobile,

Ewith the AMemphis blues aEgain?

When Ruthie says come see her

In her honkey-tonk lagoon,

Where I can watch her waltz for free

'Neath her Panamanian moon.

An' I say, "Aw come on now

You must know about my debutante."

An' she says, "Your debutante knows just what you

need

But I know what you want."

G♯mOh Mama,

Can this really be the end?

 To be Estuck inside of C♯mMobile,

Ewith the AMemphis blues aEgain?

Now the bricks lay on Grand Street

Where the neon madmen climb

They all fall there so perfectly.

It all seems so well timed.

An' here I sit so patiently

Waiting to find out what price

You have to pay to get out of

Going through all these things twice

G♯mOh Mama,

Can this really be the end?

 To be Estuck inside of C♯mMobile,

Ewith the AMemphis blues aEgain?

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