I Met Elvis At The Nudybar

Friday night I was sitting by my TV
Drinking lot’s of beer,
babe how I wished that you could see me
I was all alone, getting bored and stoned
So I went downtown to a sleazy nudybar
Beer and tits for my poor,
old, broken heart
I scoped the hooterqueen
dancing in front of me
Then I met Elvis at the nudybar
He was wearing the strippers bra
I met Elvis at the nudybar
Make believe Las Vegas-hero kicking ass
Elvis Aaron Presley kicking ass
Burned out hero having a blast
Taking care of business,
hooters at the stash
Disgraceland gone, parties till dawn
Closing time,
but I don’t wanna crawl home
My sideburns has grown,
I’m in the Twilight Zone
Be-Bop-A-Lula-Bum, Memphis here I come!
Then I met Elvis at the nudybar
He was wearing the strippers bra
I met Elvis at the nudybar
Make believe Las Vegas-hero kicking ass
Elvis Aaron Presley kicking ass
Elvis at the stash
Yeah Elvis kicking ass
I met Elvis at the nudybar
He was wearing the strippers bra
I met Elvis at the nudybar
Make believe Las Vegas-hero kicking ass
Elvis Aaron Presley kicking ass
Elvis at the stash
Yeah Elvis smoking grass