Last night I broke the seal on a Jim beam decanter
That looks like Elvis
I soaked the label off, a Flintstone jelly bean jarI cleared us off a place on that one little table
That you left us
And pulled me up a big ole piece of floorI pulled the head off Elvis
Filled fred up to his pelvisYabba dabba doo, the King is gone
And so are you'Round about 10 we all got to talking
'Bout Graceland, Bedrock and such
The conversation finally turned to women
But they said they didn't get around too muchElvis said, "Find 'em young"
And Fred said, "Old fashioned girls are fun"Yabba dabba doo, the King is gone
And so are youLater on it finally hit me
That you wouldn't be 'a comin' home no more
'Cause this time I know you won't forgive me
Like all of them other times beforeThen I broke Elvis's nose
Pourin' the last drop from his toesYabba dabba doo, the King is gone
And so are you
Yabba dabba doo, the King is gone
And so are youLast night I broke the seal on a Jim beam decanter
That looks like Elvis
I soaked the label off, a Flintstone jelly bean jar