So the ambulances came



They took your pulse and packed up your things



And the papers read



Some boys forget what the heart it brings



And the pounding in the street



Was your heart in four four time



And the taste of defeat



Was was never too far from your mind

And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand



I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis



And in my head there's all these classic cars



And outlaw cowboy bands



I always kinda sorta wish I'm someone else

So gravity came



And stole the temple that the schoolboys praised



And the crowd shuffled in



You're getting drinks for the same boys



Who once bought you everything



And the patter on the bar



Was just this one time



The patter on the bar



Was just this one night



Only to get by

And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand



I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis



And in my head there's all these classic cars



And outlaw cowboy bands



I always kinda sorta wish I'm someone else

There were Southern accents



On the radio



As I drove home



And at night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet



It's a pretty good song



Maybe you know the rest



Maybe you know the rest

And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand



Always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis



And in my head there's all these classic cars



And outlaw cowboy bands



I always kinda sorta wish I'm someone else

When our boots they hit the ground



They made a high and lonesome sound



When our boots they hit the ground



They made a high and lonesome sound



When our boots they hit the ground



They made a high and lonesome sound



When our boots they hit the ground



Down from the clouds



They made a high and lonesome sound