Elvis — текст песни (Pat Green)

(Pat Green)

A thick plush blue carpet at my feet
A peacock stained glass window staring back at me
A nine foot crushed white velvet sofa in the hallway

There`s a TV in the kitchen
She`s cooking in her panties
flipping them little sandwiches likes she`s flipping her hair
sure is nice to have someone to hold me

I`m the king of kings you see
Everything you need
Baby, I`m Elvis

I got a hundred golden records in this one room
I got fifty golden knobs upon my door
I got one black twenty-five foot stretch Cadillac to drive you home

Downstairs there`s a room in the basement
It`s mostly made of yellow and black
Some folks call it the jungle
I just think its a nice place to relax

Once a year they all come to see me
I watch them throwing flowers at my toes
There`s a line that stretches down the driveway
Past my plane and ends at the gift shop