Elvis

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 {Elvis has left the building}