(Elvis in)  POODLE SKIRT

 

Riding the bus to your mother’s

tonight is Prince spaghetti night

chocolate ice cream for dessert

boy I love your poodle skirt

 

took my T-Bird to the dance

it was a sock hop Saturday night

you danced with Ronnie, watched you flirt

man, I love your poodle skirt

 

If you’re good they call you Cracker Jack

and I’m the best around

went to the drive-in, you tore my shirt

my hand went up your poodle skirt

 

I got a lava lamp

I got a groovy car

I live near the beach

I date movie stars

I wear mod threads

I got a forty foot yacht

The chicks all dig me

and I lik e that a lot

 

next week’s the big game

I know I’m gonna score

If you’re not in the stands, I’ll be hurt

cheering me on in your poodle skirt

 

I saw you chewing gum

bubble as big as your . . . head

tell me baby, what’s the dirt

why ain’t you wearing your poodle skirt

 

Hitler wasn’t much fun

he started World War II

millions killed, even more hurt

he never saw you in your poodle skirt

 

I got a lava lamp

I got a groovy car

I live near the beach

I date movie stars

I wear mod threads

I got a forty foot yacht

The chicks all dig me

and I lik e that a lot

 

...man I dig your poodle skirt