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( Elvis has left the building ... well, not quite yet ... )
THE LAST TIME I SAW ELVIS
Copyright © 1998 - mickterry.com

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THE LAST TIME I SAW ELVIS,
he wasn't looking all that good.
He had just come on down for breakfast
close to four in the afternoon.
He had been up all night carousing:
a lot of women, lots of booze,
& the last thing that you'd think he'd do
was stuff his pockets full of food.

THE LAST TIME I SAW ELVIS,
he had been putting on the pounds.
He hadn't kept up his karate
and his body was slowing down.
And now his pompadour had fallen
like a cheap hair-weave to one side,
& his mutton-chops, 'though double thick,
were far from even in their height.

        I felt so honored to be granted
        a few short moments with the King,
        but then, all he did was bitch & moan
        & swear at the same old things:
        like sons-in-law and parachutes
        and rock stars with his name,
        and tabloids, wives, and legal suits
        cashing in on all of his fame.

THE LAST TIME I SAW ELVIS,
he had come down with a miserable cold.
And 'though his hair was Lady Clairol,
he was really looking old:
It was all those sneak appearances
in all those Cleveland shopping malls.
And THE LAST TIME I SAW ELVIS was
just last Tuesday, after all.
And THE LAST TIME I SAW ELVIS was
just last Tuesday, after all.
And THE LAST TIME I SAW ELVIS was
just last Tuesday, after all.

          "Thank you very much."

    "Ladies & Gentlemen, ... Elvis has left the building ... er, ... mall."

Copyright © 1998  MICK TERRY  Silent Tree Music  All rights reserved
[ Reprinted here by permission of the composer-lyricist ]   BMI
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As performed by  Blond Chitlin' Goldstein.

To other music song lyrics:   DON'T SING
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WHO'S YOUR DADDY? (ANNA NICOLE SMITH)
MILLION DOLLAR SHOES (DAVID BECKHAM)
TOOTHLESS ASSHOLES ON JERRY SPRINGER
WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? (BRUCE WILLIS)
GIVE THE POOR GUY A BREAK (ROBT. DOWNEY, JR.)
& ALL THE LITTLE GIRLS (WANT TO BE BRITNEY SPEARS)
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