| Ma said, I ain’t right
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| Clutching on you all night
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| But you’re my, you’re my guy, Elvis
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| Slice my starry eye
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| Light his coat in turpentine
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| Kill the bitch that bats an eye, Elvis
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| When I feel your velvet, I can’t help it
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| Hold your frame, whisper your name
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| When I feel your velvet, I can’t help it
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| And you don’t breathe, so you can’t leave
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| And they’re comin'
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| they’re comin'
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| they’re comin'
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| whoaa no (x4)
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| (Touch) Shackled arms are tight, cause' papa said I cross the line
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| Carve us in our special time, Elvis
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| Now it’s five by five
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| Finger paint and circle time
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| I love you till the day I die, Elvis
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| When I feel your velvet, I can’t help it
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| Hold your frame, whisper your name
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| When I feel your velvet, I can’t help it
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| And you don’t breathe, so you can’t leave
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| And they’re comin'
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| they’re comin'
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| they’re comin'
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| whoaa no (x4)
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| When I feel your velvet, I can’t help it
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| Hold you by the frame, whisper your name
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| When I feel your velvet, I can’t help it
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| And you don’t breathe, so you can’t leave
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| And they’re comin'
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| they’re comin'
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| they’re comin'
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| whoaa no (x4)
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| And they’re comin' (When I feel your velvet, I can’t help it)
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| they’re comin'
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| they’re comin'
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| whoaa no (x2)
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| And they’re comin' (When I feel your velvet, I can’t help it)
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| they’re comin'
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| they’re comin'
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| whoaa no |