Wendy Under the Stars

I was sitting there watching TV Wendy came and sat on my knee She put her finger in my ear But I pulled it out so I could hear What the newsman on the television said He said the king of rock 'n' roll was dead And in the spooky television light She said, "Don't ever forget this night" I was fucking Wendy under the stars The night that Elvis died I was fucking Wendy under the stars The night that Elvis died As we walked across the dew wet field I never ever thought she would yield To my young body's aching desire For an older woman's well banked fire By the left hand I was led To the place that we would make our bed And embracing in the blue moonlight She said, "Don't ever forget this night" I was fucking Wendy under the stars The night that Elvis died I was fucking Wendy under the stars The night that Elvis died She was thirty-one, I was seventeen I found out then what passion could mean I thought I loved her but I didn't know how I don't love her when I see her now With the tape deck turned up loud She made a young man feel strong and proud And in the coolness of the morning light She said, "Don't ever forget this night" I was fucking Wendy under the stars The night that Elvis died I was fucking Wendy under the stars The night that Elvis died The night that Elvis died The night that Elvis died