Elvis In the Bekaa Valley
Parting the gates of Graceland before us
An icon, his jewelry blinds usVoices of The Jordanaires resound from his mansion
He wears a turban & a golden ram's head
Elvis in the Bekaa Valley
He's beamed from space down to us
His image is shown to guide us He knows all, he is like a lamb
We see him kiss girls on TV
Elvis in the Bekaa Valley
Stuff them dogs down in my pants
Call the Colonel with the news Tell the girls I'm back from the dead
Hound dog
His moves & inflections enthrall us
We stand tall with him behind us
A gold Cadillac zips across the desert
We know immediately it's The King
Elvis in the Bekaa Valley
Oh, I remember this one from way back. This was a big hit in the 80's...
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