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Marauders - Johnny Don't Like (When You Call Him Elvis) lyrics
Johnny don’t like it when you call him Elvis, Johnny don’t like it when you put his friends down. His woman left and she’s a girl that he’ll miss And pretty soon he’s gonna blow this town, Keep your faith Johnny, keep yourself up off the ground. Johnny had a bad day and now he’s in the bar room, Drink a bottle, gonna chase away the pain Doesn’t care about tomorrow Things will never be the same. Willy boy gotta go and call up Charlie Come find Johnny he’s a sorry soul, The bartender shrug him off getting outta control. All he wanted was a little fun, tucked away in his pocket is a loaded gun, Feeling edgy cuz he had a bad day, Get ‘im up, get ‘im out, and on his way. Cause Johnny don’t like it when you call him Elvis, Johnny don’t like it when you put his friends down, His woman left and she’s a girl that he’ll miss Pretty soon he’s gonna blow this town, Keep your faith Johnny, keep yourself up off the ground. Holds a ghost in the heart of Memphis Looking for a freedom from misery, Just another lost soul in the shadows of memory, Down on his luck, no destination, Don’t wanna think, gonna drink some more, Waiting for some trouble down at the liquor store. Grab a bottle try to pay the cash, But the man behind the counter’s always talking trash, Before you know it, Johnny pull that gun, He gonna shoot that man, grab the bottle and run. Cause Johnny don’t like it when you call him Elvis, Johnny don’t like it when you put his friends down, His woman left and she’s a girl that he’ll miss Pretty soon he’s gonna blow this town, Keep your faith Johnny, keep yourself up off the ground. Johnny take your time, everything gonna work out fine. And no clue about what to do, hiding out running to Cause Johnny had a bad day And now he’s in the bar room, Drink a bottle, gonna chase away the pain Doesn’t care about tomorrow, things will never be the same. Willy boy gotta go and call up Charlie Come find Johnny he’s a sorry soul, The bartender shrug him off, getting outta control. All he wanted was a little fun, tucked away in his pocket is a loaded gun, Feeling edgy cuz he had a bad day, Get ‘im up, get ‘im out, get ‘im on his way. Cause Johnny don’t like it when you call him Elvis, Johnny don’t like it when you put his friends down, His woman left and she’s a girl that he’ll miss Pretty soon he’s gonna blow this town, Keep your faith Johnny, keep yourself up off the ground. Cause Johnny don’t like it when you call him Elvis, Johnny don’t like it when you put his friends down, His woman left and she’s a girl that he’ll miss Pretty soon he’s gonna blow this town, Keep your faith Johnny, keep yourself up off the ground. Keep your faith Johnny, keep yourself up off the ground. Don’t lose your faith Johnny, pick up, turn it all around. |
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