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Friday night I was sitting by my TV
Drinking lot's of beer,
babe how I wished that you could see me
I was all alone, getting bored and stoned
So I went downtown to a sleazy nudybar
Beer and tits for my poor,
old, broken heart
I scoped the hooterqueen
dancing in front of me
Then I met Elvis at the nudybar
He was wearing the strippers bra
I met Elvis at the nudybar
Make believe Las Vegas-hero kicking ass
Elvis Aaron Presley kicking ass
Burned out hero having a blast
Taking care of business,
hooters at the stash
Disgraceland gone, parties till dawn
Closing time,
but I don't wanna crawl home
My sideburns has grown,
I'm in the Twilight Zone
Be-Bop-A-Lula-Bum, Memphis here I come!
Then I met Elvis at the nudybar
He was wearing the strippers bra
I met Elvis at the nudybar
Make believe Las Vegas-hero kicking ass
Elvis Aaron Presley kicking ass
Elvis at the stash
Yeah Elvis kicking ass
I met Elvis at the nudybar
He was wearing the strippers bra
I met Elvis at the nudybar
Make believe Las Vegas-hero kicking ass
Elvis Aaron Presley kicking ass
Elvis at the stash
Yeah Elvis smoking grass
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- Berlin Burnout
- Screwed, Blued and Tattooed
- Bigger Than Jesus
- Up Sampler 14
- Straight Flush Ghetto
- Metal for the Masses, Volume 3
- CMJ New Music Monthly, Volume 129: January 2005
- Six Feet Down and Two Fingers Up
- Air & Style, Volume 9
- Partners in Crime, Volume 1
- Rock Hard: Dynamit, Volume 58
- Where the Bad Boys Rock
- Off Road Tracks, Volume 78
- The Next Generation
- The Horrorway E.P.
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