I Met Elvis at the Nudybar Songtext
von The Bones

Friday night I was sitting by my TV
Drinking lots of beer, baby, how I wish that you could see me
I was all alone, getting bored and stoned
So I went downtown to a sleazy nudie bar
Beer and tits for my poor broken heart
I scrolled the hooters queen, who′s sitting in front of me

Yeah, I met Elvis at the nudie bar
He was wearing a stripper's bra
Yeah, I met Elvis at the nudie bar
Make-believe Las Vegas hero kicking ass
E.A.P. kicking ass

A burned out hero having mad ol′ ass
Taking care of business, hooters at his stash
Disgraceful young punk is still drunk
Clothes in tatters and I wanna go home
My sideburns are grown, I'm in the Twilight Zone
Be-Bop-A-Lula, bum-bum-ba-stay-where-I-come


Yeah, I met Elvis at the nudie bar
He was wearing a stripper's bra
Yeah, I met Elvis at the nudie bar
Make-believe Las Vegas hybrid kicking ass
E.A.P. kicking ass

Yeah, Elvis at his stash
Hey, Elvis kicking ass

Oh, Lord, my temperature′s rising
Priscilla, I′m all shook up
Yeah, well, you know
I'm your hunk of a hunk of burning love, baby
Oh, Lord, have mercy

Yeah, I met Elvis at the nudie bar
He was wearing a stripper′s bra
Yeah, I met Elvis at the nudie bar
Make-believe Las Vegas hybrid kicking ass
E.A.P. kicking ass

Hey, Elvis at his stash
Hey, Elvis smoking grass

Ladies and gentlemen, Elvis has now left the bar