Ma said, I ain't right Clutching on you all night But you're my, you're my guy, elvis
Slice my starry eye Light his coat in turpentine Kill the bitch that bats an eye, elvis
When I feel your velvet, I can't help it Hold your frame, whisper your name When I feel your velvet, I can't help it And you don't breathe, so you can't leave
And they're comin' They're comin' They're comin' Whoaa no (x4)
(touch) shackled arms are tight, cause' papa said I cross the line Carve us in our special time, elvis Now it's five by five Finger paint and circle time I love you till the day I die, elvis
When I feel your velvet, I can't help it Hold your frame, whisper your name When I feel your velvet, I can't help it And you don't breathe, so you can't leave
And they're comin' They're comin' They're comin' Whoaa no (x4)
When I feel your velvet, I can't help it Hold you by the frame, whisper your name When I feel your velvet, I can't help it And you don't breathe, so you can't leave
And they're comin' They're comin' They're comin' Whoaa no (x4)
And they're comin' (when I feel your velvet, I can't help it) They're comin' They're comin' Whoaa no (x2)
And they're comin' (when I feel your velvet, I can't help it) They're comin' They're comin' Whoaa no
Compositores: Alexandra Leigh Winston (Winston Alex), Benjamin Scott Hollingsworth (Ben H), Tom Greenwood ECAD: Obra #5939547 Fonograma #13261357