I think most people have a natural instinct to rebel.
All the stars will tell the story, of our love and all its glory. Let us make this night of magic, and make it a night of love.
I'll stay in Memphis.
Do the Clam, do the Clam, grab your barefoot baby by the hand.
Love me tender, love me true, all my dreams fulfill. For my darling, I love you, and I always will.
Take your troubles to the Chapel, get down on your knees and pray. Your burdens will be lighter, and you'll surely find the way.