Elvis is my daddy,
Marilyn’s my mother,
Jesus is my bestest friend.
We don’t need nobody,
‘Cause we got each other,
Or at least I pretend.
We get down every Friday night,
Dancin’ and grindin’ in the pale moonlight.
Grand Ole Opry, we're feelin’ alright,
Mary prays the rosary for my broken mind.
(I said, "don't worry 'bout it.")
I sing the body electric,
I sing the body electric, baby.
I sing the body electric,
I sing the body electric,
Sing that body electric,
Sing that body electric.
I’m on fire, sing that body electric.
Whitman is my daddy,
Monaco’s my mother,
Diamonds are my bestest friend.
Heaven is my baby,
Suicide’s her father,
Opulence is the end.
We get down every Friday night,
Dancin’ and grindin’ in the pale moonlight.
Grand Ole Opry, we're feelin’ alright,
Mary prays the rosary for my broken mind.
My clothes still smell like you,
All the photographs say,
You're still young.
I pretend I’m not hurt,
And go about the world,
Like I’m havin’ fun.
We get crazy every Friday night,
Drop it like it’s hot in the pale moonlight.
Grand Ole Opry, feelin’ alright,
Mary's swayin’ softly, to her heart's delight.
