My name is Junior, from Memphis, Tennessee
My daddy was a hustler and a stranger to me
I don't always know just what to say
Do I look familiar in any kind of way?
I remember you dancin' on the floor
I remember you walkin' out the door
You had a red dress on and some high heel shoes
You don't remember me but I remember you
You had a margarita, I had a beer
I wondered what a woman like you was doing way down here
You tore my heart apart the moment you left
Junior had a night he would never forget
I remember you dancin' on the floor
I remember you walkin' out the door
You had a red dress on and some high heel shoes
You don't remember me but I remember you
Well maybe I was just a number
A face without a name
Now and then I wonder
Would I ever be the same?
I remember you dancin' on the floor
I remember you walkin' out the door
You had a red dress on and some high heel shoes
You don't remember me but I remember you
You don't remember me but I remember you
I remember you
I remember you
Walkin' out the door, yeah
Dancin' on the floor
You you you you
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