So the ambulances came
They took your pulse and packed up your things
And the papers read

Some boys forget what the heart it brings
And the pounding in the street
Was your heart in four four time

And the taste of defeat
Was was never too far from your mind


And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis
And in my head there's all these classic cars

And outlaw cowboy bands
I always kinda sorta wish I'm someone else


So gravity came
And stole the temple that the schoolboys praised
And the crowd shuffled in

You're getting drinks for the same boys
Who once bought you everything
And the powder on the bar

Was just this one time
The powder on the bar
Was just this one night

Only to get by

And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand

I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis
And in my head there's all these classic cars
And outlaw cowboy bands

I always kinda sorta wish I'm someone else

There were Southern accents

On the radio
As I drove home
And at night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet

It's a pretty good song
Maybe you know the rest
Maybe you know the rest


And Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
Always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis

And in my head there's all these classic cars
And outlaw cowboy bands
I always kinda sorta wish I'm someone else


When our boots they hit the ground
They made a high and lonesome sound

When our boots they hit the ground
They made a high and lonesome sound
When our boots they hit the ground

They made a high and lonesome sound
When our boots they hit the ground
Down from the clouds

They made a high and lonesome sound