(by Paul Guzzone & Raffaele D’Onofrio)
The motel phone rang around midnight
Some lonely man pushed the wrong buttons
He was lookin’ for an angel named Lucinda
And he thought I sounded a lot like her second cousin
I was watching Viva Las Vegas with the sound off
Viva love, viva me, viva you
And I told that stranger cryin’ on the phone
Tell me friend, what would Elvis do?
I saw Elvis but he’s gone
The king is dead but we carry on
We all gotta find our own way
Find our own way
Find our own way, home
I saw Elvis but he’s gone
Tomorrow mornin’ I’ll be in Memphis
That’s where I’ll start my new life
With a woman who loves me like a king
And this time, I’m gonna do things right
So say a prayer to the come back gods
For the grace of a second chance
And play a song for the fallen idols
But save and my baby the last dance
I saw Elvis but he’s gone
The king is dead but we carry on
We all gotta find our own way
Find our own way
Find our own way, home
I saw Elvis but he’s gone
The motel phone rang around midnight
© 2004 by Paul A. Guzzone & Ralph D’Onofrio
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