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Текст: Faith Hill. Bring Out The Elvis.


Just like a fossil
Frozen in time, I could not move
My heart, my soul, my feet
Then you unearthed me
And put me in a hot pulsating groove
Now I'm a slave to the beat

You're bringing out the Elvis in me
Making my hips wanna swing
You bring out the Elvis in me
Making me burst out and sing

When I'm with you
I never have to feel like a sardine
In a little metal can
I'm more like a wild shark
Who travels in a pink limousine
Together with my fans


You're bringing out the Elvis in me
Making my hips wanna swing
You bring out the Elvis in me
Making me burst out and sing

People think that I'm a silly fool
Cause I think you are so nice and cool
And some people say that you're so square
But I don't care
Cause you're bring out the Elvis in me

You're bringing out the Elvis in me
Making my hips wanna swing
You bring out the Elvis in me
Making me burst out and sing