This is the evening news, let's go now to our field reporter
Renaldo Riviera, this is Renaldo Riviera on the banks
Of the stinky muddy river with Mr. R.V. Frisbee
Who claims to have witnessed something truly fantastic
Mr. Frisbee could you tell us what you saw
Yeah, I's just hunkered down over there puttin' a stink wad
On my trot line and the short hairs just stood straight out
On the back of my neck and I turned around
And there's this big orange thing with them purple lights on it
Come swoopin' over them pine trees
And just hovered over the Winnebago there
Inez run out, throwed a skillet at it and then she scissored
And run back in up on the hide-a-bed
'Bout that time a little trap door opened up
Little stair steps come down
And this little pink bald headed guy stuck his head out
Now I'd seen that movie 'Closet Encounters'
I just walked on over there big as Ike and looked up in there
And there he was, there who was?
I saw Elvis in a U.F.O., sittin' there with Howard Hughes
I saw Elvis in a U.F.O., Jimmy Hoffa was in there too
I saw Elvis in a U.F.O., singin' them rhythm an' blues
An' Liberace was there an' he had on a pair of Imelda Marcos shoes
What is that a shootin' star, streakin' cross the heavens above?
No, it's a whole lot more than a shootin' star
It's a hunka hunka burnin' love
I saw the Colonel in a U.F.O., had a big smile on his face
An' then he shook his head, puffed on his cigar an' said
"I done book Elvis out in outer space"
An' then those little pink men they all jumped in
Dancin' up an' down the stairs
An' then they rolled their eyes, began to harmonize
An' it sounded like the Jordoniares
We got Elvis in a U.F.O., he's too good for the human race
We got Elvis in a U.F.O., we're gonna keep him out in outer space
They got Elvis in a U.F.O., honey, have you heard the news?
They got Elvis in a U.F.O., just singin' them rhythm an' blues
They got Elvis in a U.F.O. an' the Colonel and Howard Hughes
And Jimmy Hoffa, even Liberaces up there
He ain't never had no hit record honey
I done had more hits than anybody but do I get to go in a U.F.O?
No, now is that fair? I'm the king of Rock 'n' Roll
The originator, I started the whole thing, baby
An' I think it's about time I got to go on a U.F.O.
You better beam me up Scotty
Or your little pink bald headed people done tore it with me
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