Texty: Residents. Elvis And His Boss.

Oh, I'm gonna be my baby, baby
Baby, but you see

My Mamma said
My Mamma said
My Mamma said to me
"My son I see the Sunset lies
About a baby bee"

So if you see me
I'll be standing
Out on ole Broadway
Amused, abused
But not confused

I'm making my own way
Straight to the top
I'll never stop
I'll die before my day