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And holly smiles inside each time she sees someone who reminds her, a look a walk a talk just like elvis Evangéline, and elvis is the king of her life
and elvis is the king of her life
and she cries out to her elvis of the night
Why can t she find a man to give her what she needs, reality is cold and holly s getting older and her future ain t bright
A look a walk a talk just like elvis, but hidden in the middle is a purple satin pillow she made for him
like coffee mugs and bamboo steamers
the dark haired man that she dreams of can t stand up in the light
her husband s up and gone and he s left her all alone
But holly s taking care of tcb with the never fading memory, the dark haired man that she dreams of can t stand up in the light
And she ll never know why, engaging in a fantasy of an event she knows she ll never be with the real him Elvis, she imagines what he would be like at home alone with her
and be was just like elvis
She imagines what he would be like at home alone with her, like coffee mugs and bamboo steamers
She sewed his name in gold and fringe is in the fold around the rim, holly met a man today at the little story down on mobile bay of, his head encased in velvet hangs above her bed at night
the dark haired man that she dreams of can t stand up in the light
His head encased in velvet hangs above her bed at night, earrings and kleenex box covers made from shells
Earrings and kleenex box covers made from shells, she imagines what he would be like at home alone with her
she imagines what he would be like at home alone with her
But holly s taking care of tcb with the never fading memory, why can t she find a man just like elvis, she imagines what he would be like at home alone with her
she sewed his name in gold and fringe is in the fold around the rim
His head encased in velvet hangs above her bed at night, and she ll never know why, his head encased in velvet hangs above her bed at night
His head encased in velvet hangs above her bed at night, why can t she find a man to give her what she needs, his head encased in velvet hangs above her bed at night
She imagines what he would be like at home alone with her, reality is cold and holly s getting older and her future ain t bright
And be was just like elvis, and holly smiles inside each time she sees someone who reminds her
Holly goes to work everyday at a little store down on mobile bay, and she ll never know why of, she imagines what he would be like at home alone with her
And she cries out to her elvis of the night, and she cries out to her elvis of the night
Reality is cold and holly s getting older and her future ain t bright, and be was just like elvis Evangéline, why can t she understand that there s no such thing in this world
of the one and only king of her life
Why can t she find a man just like elvis, she imagines what he would be like at home alone with her, his head encased in velvet hangs above her bed at night
Her husband s up and gone and he s left her all alone, a tacky tourist trap called gizmo s gadget giftshop, his head encased in velvet hangs above her bed at night
Engaging in a fantasy of an event she knows she ll never be with the real him, she imagines what he would be like at home alone with her, she imagines what he would be like at home alone with her
And holly smiles inside each time she sees someone who reminds her, holly goes to work everyday at a little store down on mobile bay
Of the one and only king of her life, of the one and only king of her life, but hidden in the middle is a purple satin pillow she made for him
And elvis is the king of her life, but hidden in the middle is a purple satin pillow she made for him the, holly goes to work everyday at a little store down on mobile bay
of the one and only king of her life
and elvis is the king of her life
And she cries out to her elvis of the night, a look a walk a talk just like elvis
She decorates the window with an array of useless items, her husband s up and gone and he s left her all alone, like coffee mugs and bamboo steamers
But holly s taking care of tcb with the never fading memory, a look a walk a talk just like elvis of, and be was just like elvis
but holly s taking care of tcb with the never fading memory
But holly s taking care of tcb with the never fading memory, she sewed his name in gold and fringe is in the fold around the rim Elvis, and be was just like elvis
Holly met a man today at the little story down on mobile bay, but holly s taking care of tcb with the never fading memory