Текст песни Rolling Stones - memory motel

hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl.her eyes were hazel.and her nose were slightly curved.we spent a lonely night at the memory motel.it's on the ocean.i guess you know it well.it took a starry to steal my breath away.down on the water front her hair all drenched in spray.
hannah baby was a honey of a girl.her eyes were hazel.and her teeth were slightly curved.she took my guitar and she began to play.she sang a song to me.stuck right in my brain.
you're just a memory of a love.that used to be.you're just a memory of a love.that used to mean so much to me.
she got a mind of her own.and she use it well.well she's one of a kind.she's got a mind.she got a mind of her own.and she use it mighty fine.
she drove a pick-up truck.painted green and blue.the tires were wearing thin.she turned a mile or two.when i asked her where she headed for."back up to boston i'm singing in a bar".i got to fly today on down to baton rouge.my nerves are shot already.the road ain't all that smooth.across in texas is the rose of san antone.i keep on a feeling that's gnawing in my bones.
you're just a memory of a love.that used to mean so much to me.you're just a memory girl.you're just a sweet memory.and it used to mean so much to me.sha la la la la.
she got a mind of her own and she use it well.mighty fine.she's one of a kind.
on the seventh day my eyes were all a glaze.we've been ten thousand miles.been in fifteen states.every woman seemed to fade out of my mind.i hit the bottle and hit the sack and cried.what's all this laughter on the 22nd floor.it's just some friends of mine.and they're busting down the door.been a lonely night at the memory motel.