Lyrics
Layin' about lyin' in bed
Maybe it was something that I thought I'd said
With the tempo of today and the temptation of tomorrow
I don't know if I could give you anything but sorrow
They stay alive this late on Radio Five
But the pen that I write with won't tell the truth
'Cos the moments that I can't recall
Are moments that you treasure
Better take another measure for pleasure
Losing you is just a memory
Memories don't mean that much to me
Losing you is just a memory
Memories don't mean that much to me
Now you're here, I'm here too
Could be this easy for me and you
Losing you is just a memory
Memories don't mean that much to me
Losing you is just a memory
Memories don't mean that much to me
Lyin' about layin' in bed
Maybe it was something that I thought I'd said
Additional verse (written for Dusty Springfield in 1982 and included in subsequent live performances):
I count the pages of the letter I write
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine
Tearing up the sheets of love
This hand could not disguise
I start to count again and close my eyes
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Credits
- Elvis Costello - vocals
- Steve Nieve: keyboards
Discography
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Alternate Versions:
- Just A Memory (live at the Supper Club, New York City 1996-05-22)
- Costello & Nieve, 1996
- Just A Memory (live at VH1 Studios, New York City 1996-05-29)
- VH1 Storytellers, 2000
Covers
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Bootlegs
- This section is incomplete.
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