Elvis Was A Fatso

Elvis was a fatso
And he had some blue suede shoes
But he isn't really dancing anymore.
Far too many parties
And bananas in his arteries
Left him stoned and fat and rigid on the floor.

Elvis was a fatso and a druggie
A little less conversation a little more smack.
If his mind was any higher
He'd have been a frequent flyer
And he died whilst he was trying to have a cack.

Elvis was a fatso
In a stupid rhinestone suit
And he must have weighed at least 300 pounds.
If he'd been a little fitter
He'd have got up off that shitter
And he wouldn't now be 6 foot underground.