Mike Merenda: Music

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I’m tryin’ to remember what city I know you from
It’ll come back to me
I know yr clothes were baggy, I remember yr face in the sun
Out on the city street

Night comes for me
Sweeps away my memories, every one
Sleep won’t cure me
I Smoke away the night and the damage done
I’m tryin to remember what city I know you from

I think I might have met you at a show or did you put me up?
This is embarassing
I bet you are a friend of a friend or did you fill my cup
of the Cobra King?

Night comes for me
Sweeps away my memories, every one
Sleep won’t cure me
I Smoke away the night and the damage done
I’m tryin to remember what city I know you from

Where were you the night we got our money back for the picture show?
Where were you when they declared the war was over on the radio?

Night comes for me
Sweeps away my memories, every one
Sleep won’t cure me
I Smoke away the night and the damage done
I’m tryin to remember what city I know you from

Where were you the night we got our money back for the picture show?
Where were you when they declared the war began on the radio?

Night comes for me
Sweeps away my memories, every one
Sleep won’t cure me
I Smoke away the night and the damage done
I’m tryin to remember what city I know you from
I’m tryin’to remember what city I know you from


words and music by M. Merenda
© 2008 Concert Works Music, ASCAP