Elvis and His Boss

Oh, I’m gonna be my baby, baby
Baby, but you see.
My mamma said
My mamma said
My mamma said to me
«My son I see the Sunset lies
About a baby bee.»
So if you see me
I’ll be standing
Out on ole Broadway.
Amused, abused, but not confused,
I’m making my own way.
Straight to the top
I’ll never stop
I’ll die before my day.