| I spoke to Elvis on the phone
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| The other day
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| His ghost was calling
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| From a pay phone in L.A.
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| He said he’d meet me
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| On the corner of my dreams
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| And we would ride to heaven
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| To see the stuff you can’t see
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| On your TV screen
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| Ah-hah
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| A-ha-ha yeah
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| Ooh-o-oh yeah
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| We drove his Cadillac
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| Up to heaven’s floor
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| Knock knock knockin'
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| On heaven’s door
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| Yeah
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| The security angel asked for some I.D.
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| Then the gate parted
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| And the music started
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| As we rolled into the front yard
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| If I was special
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| Maybe I
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| Could be a hero
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| When I die
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| I’d get my wings and learn to fly
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| Yeah-e-yeah yeah
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| I feel so funky 'cos I know
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| When I die I wish to go
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| To the place
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| Where all the heroes go to die
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| I-hi I-i-hi yeah
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| Oh-o-hi yeah
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| This special heaven
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| Was home to all the stars
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| The first one I saw was Hendrix
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| Burning his guitar
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| Freddie Mercury and Kennedy was there
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| But I didn’t see Marilyn
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| So I forgot to ask about their affair
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| If I was special
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| Maybe I
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| Could be a hero
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| When I die
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| I’d get my wings and learn to fly
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| Yeah-e-yeah-ah
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| I feel so funky 'cos I know
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| When I die I wish to go
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| To the place
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| Where all the heroes go to die
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| Yeah yeah yeah yeah
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| (Mmm…)
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| My skin is dotted pink and green
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| I hope to God this is a dream
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| Or else I’m gonna scream
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| If you say I lie to you
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| I tell you every word is true too
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| Ah yeah
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| That very evening I had a talk with God
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| My lord he asked me
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| What I thought of life a |