Текст песни Space - A Liddle Biddy Help From Elvis
Space - A Liddle Biddy Help From Elvis слова песни
Hang up your worries, stop biting all your nailsI`ve got a pocket full of troublesBut there`s room enough for all of yoursYou`ve got a sweet tooth,It goes with my clean shaven looks.The two of us, we just can`t fail.Plus, we`ve got an angel who`s sent from above.It`s the burger-eating King of Rock `n` Roll!It`s just little old you and meWith a liddle biddy help from Elvis.It`s just little old you and meWith a liddle biddy help from Elvis.This could be one of the greatest love affairsJust you and me and the king, he makes threeWe could rob a bank and get away scot-free`Cos Elvis knows the FBI.Buddy Holly and Jimmy Dean could come to our wedding in the sky.It`s just little old you and meWith a liddle biddy help from Elvis.It`s just little old you and meWith a liddle biddy help from Elvis.It all went wrong one saturday nightWhen we were watching tv.Elvis got angry and shot at the screenBut instead he got you and me.It`s just little old you and meWith a liddle biddy help from Elvis.It`s just little old you and meWith a liddle biddy help from Elvis.