I got a velvet
I got a velvet itch in my jeans
I got a velvet
I got a velvet itch in my jeans
Can you scratch it Can you scratch it Can you scratch it Can you scratch it, scratch it for me I got a medicine
I got a medicine under my sleeve
I got a medicine
I got a medicine under my sleeve
Oh yeah, I’m bastard
Oh yeah, I’m bastard
Oh yeah, I’m bastard
Oh yeah, I’m bastard aaah
You set me free
I talk to Elvis
I talk to Elvis in my sleep
I talk to Elvis
I talk to Elvis in my sleep
He said I’m cracked out
Oh yeah, I’m cracked out
Oh yeah, I’m cracked out
But at least, I got nowhere to be Nowhere to be
I’ve got a itch