Colonel Presley

I heard you’re going to war, Mr. Presley

When you come back, I’ll be right where you left me

On the road I won’t be

A packed suitcase you won’t see

And we both know how this ends

You’ll meet a girl over there and then

I’ll be standing by the door

What was I? Just some common whore,

That you underestimate

Oh my god, you make me so afraid

No I’m fast and light on my feet

I’ll outrun you, you will see

And I’ll meet an impersonator

Fall in love a little bit later

You add that touch of southern flavor

Your rough heart, my alligator

I heard you’re going to war, Mr. Presley

When you come back, I’ll be right where you left me

And so they say, history repeats

A flickering lightbulb on the street

Helps me believe in anomalies

And from the cycle, I’ll break free