I hope the next call will not be with a fuckin answeringmachine
on the line.
Honey thanks for the 500$, they probably saved my life.
Yesterday, when I was in Memphis, I met this black guy, who told me a crazy story about Elvis.
All this stories about Elvis still alive are bullshit, cause I saw him just a few days before he really died.
Elvis died in Germany, killed in a bar, by a jealous german cop, a long time ago.
The Germans were afraid to tell the truth and sent a double named Hank back to us.
This guy is still alive and works as an Elvis imitator in Vegas.
Every year he comes back to Memphis and takes part at the Elvis song contest at the Bale museum.
Hanks the winner every year, nobody has even the slightest chance to win instead.
So I told him that I would try to win this year.
He wanted to know what I was goin to sing and I said
Take In the gettho , he wispered, take In the gettho.
Now Im on the road again.
The southern feeling really got me!
I feel the rising of the South, the sunset over the Mississippi Delta is burnin like a fire in the sky.
It really looks like bloody glowing red.
Tomorrow Im goin to meet this rotten guy down in the Bajous, who owes me a favour.
Hes a real scum and you always have to take care, to get nothing in your drink.
I know some guys who woke up and missed even their undertrousers.
Still dont worry honey, Im on my way to see you soon!