Tiptoed up the stairs, climbed into the attic Opened up my Grandma's trunk, well isn't this dramatic? What could be inside? I could almost squeal with delight as I pulled out an ancient, dusty reel There was a label on the side reading "E.A.P." I wondered to myself, What could this be? I dashed to my projector with excitement in my eyes And as the footage rolled it rather took me by surprise
'cause Elvis Porn is what I viewed There he was, completely in the nude Strumming his guitar, quivering his lips Singing in the microphone and shaking his hips Oh, Elvis Porn, holy guacamole The big fat buck naked king of rock and roll, he was devoid of any clothes, with his naughty bits exposed Oh, what a sight, that Elvis Porn
What the hell, I thought, This is rather odd I thought of where I found it, and I shouted, OH MY GOD Where did Grandma get this footage of the King? Why the hell would sweet old Granny have this awful thing? So I confronted her with the footage I'd found She didn't seem to recognize it, so I wound the film in the projector, and gave it a spin She keeled over dead with a big fat grin
'cause Elvis Porn is what I viewed There he was, completely in the nude Strumming his guitar, quivering his lips Singing in the microphone and shaking his hips Oh, Elvis Porn, holy guacamole The big fat buck naked king of rock and roll, he was devoid of any clothes, with his naughty bits exposed No blue suede shoes covering up his little toes, no white jumpsuit, and nobody knows the tale behind this Elvis Porn Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
