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When they dressed me and they put me on a plane to Memphis, well I never got to see Elvis I just sweated it out in a hotel room But I think the king would have understood Why I never made it to Graceland The bathroom towels were cool against my head I pressed my forehead to the floor and prayed for a trapdoor I've been here many times before But I've never made it to Graceland And if I make it to the mornin' I should've come with a warnin' And if I make it to the stage I'll show you what it means To be sad Well, pick me up in New Orleans Pinned in a bathroom stall Pick me up above my body Press my corpse against the wall I told the band to leave without me I'll get the next flight And I'll see you all with Elvis If I don't survive the night If I make it to the mornin' Letras de cancionesI should've come with a warnin' And if I make it to the stage I'll show you what it means To be sad And if they'd ever tore us where I quit It's all the boys now, this is it But the calm, it always comes In the songs like children Begging to be born But, oh, I guess I got my wish Anything, anything, anything but this If I make it to the mornin' I should've come with a warnin' But if I make it to the stage I'll show you what it means To be sad Oh, you know I'm still afraid I'm still crazy and I'm still scared But if I make it to the stage I'll show you what it means To be spared To be spared To be spared To be spared To be spared From Letras Mania