(Anon)
Mama's in the sky with Elvis, right where she belongs
Driving around in those pink Cadillacs
Singing those rock 'n' roll songs
I bet they're looking great, they're probably losing weight
Planning a come-back on TV
Yes, Mama's in the sky with Elvis
And that's right where she should be
Well, kids I know it's been awful hard
Since fate took mama away
Yes I know she loved you so
And you miss her every day
She was dancing on the balcony
With her inflatable Elvis doll
She got too close to the edge, I screamed
Be careful, Madge, too late, she started to fall
I said, I wanna be your teddy bear
She said, Iain, don't be a fool
Then she'd shake her hip and she'd curl her lip
I said, Honey, don't be cruel
I'm so lonesome tonight, it doesn't seem right
These kids should have the blues
No toys, no TV, just two kids and me
And two hundred pairs of blue suede shoes
(as sung by Iain MacKintosh)
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