Elvis - Pat Green

A thick plush blue carpet at my feet

A peacock stained glass window

Starin' back at me

A nine foot crushed white velvet

Sofa in the hallway

There’s a TV in the kitchen

She’s cookin' in her panties

Flippin' them little sandwiches

Like she’s flippin' her hair

Sure is nice to have someone to hold me

Well I’m the King of kings you see

Now everything you need

Baby, I’m Elvis

(Baby, baby, I’m Elvis)

(Baby, baby, I’m Elvis)

Woo

Hahaha

(Baby)

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, drive you home

Well downstairs there’s a room in the basement

(Ahh haa)

It’s mostly made of yellow and black

Some folks call it the jungle

I just think it’s a nice place to relax

(Haa)

But I’m the King of kings you see

Now everything you need

Baby, I’m Elvis

(Baby, baby, I’m Elvis)

(Baby, baby, I’m Elvis)

(Elvis)

Once a year they all come to see me

I watch them throwin' flowers at my toes

There’s a line that stretches down the driveway

Past my plane and ends at the gift shop

Woo ooo

But I’m the King of kings you see

Now everything you need

Baby, I’m Elvis

(Baby, baby, I’m Elvis)

(Baby, baby, I’m Elvis)

But I’m the King of kings you see

Now everything you need

Baby, I’m Elvis

(Baby, baby, I’m Elvis)

(Baby, baby, I’m Elvis)

Baby, baby, I’m Elvis

Baby, baby, I’m Elvis