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Fat Elvis
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Americana
Fat Elvis was released on April 17, 2026 by Banner Music Records as a part of the album Fat Elvis - Single
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Release DateApril 17, 2026
LabelBanner Music Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM95

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Levi Foster
Levi Foster
Acoustic Guitar, Vocals
Brian Whelan
Brian Whelan
Guitar
Evan Hull
Evan Hull
Electric Guitar
Ted Russell Kamp
Ted Russell Kamp
Bass Guitar
Greg Leisz
Greg Leisz
Steel Guitar
Jamie Douglass
Jamie Douglass
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Levi Foster
Levi Foster
Songwriter
Alex Dooley
Alex Dooley
Songwriter
Jami Grooms
Jami Grooms
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Producer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Mark Rains
Mark Rains
Mixing Engineer
Nate Haessly
Nate Haessly
Assistant Engineer
David Spreng
David Spreng
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I met her down on Bourbon Street
My two left feet didn't bother her at all
I felt that squeeze box when I held her
Hell, I held her way past delta dawn
She said she's from Kansas City
Had Conway Twitty in her jeans
And I'm sweating like fat Elvis
On a postcard down in Memphis, Tennessee
She pulled me in a bathroom stall
We were smoking on that Mardi Gras
Forgot I won't in Arkansas
Now we're on the lam from the law
And all the folks back home
Wouldn't believe the ride I'm on
She showed me how she got them plastic feet
And I'm sweating like fat Elvis
On a postcard down in Memphis, Tennessee
We snuck out 'fore the cops could catch us
GPS'd us up a Motel 6
But it went from bad to worse
She put the handcuff from her purse around my wrist
Put a sock in my pie hole
And the backside of blindfold's all I see
And I'm sweating like fat Elvis
On a postcard down in Memphis, Tennessee
It started in a bathroom stall
We were smoking on that Mardi Gras
Forgot I won't in Arkansas
Now I'm on the lam from the law
And all the folks back home
Wouldn't believe the ride I'm on
She showed me how she got them plastic feet
And I'm sweating like fat Elvis
On a postcard down in Memphis, Tennessee
She took my keys and my phone
Left me there all alone
I swear I'm gonna go to church
If I ever make it back home
But there's no wild women
Think I've done and learned my lesson
I'm never going back to New Orleans
'Cause I'm sweating like fat Elvis
On a postcard down in Memphis, Tennessee
Boys, I'm sweating like fat Elvis
On a postcard down in Memphis, Tennessee
Written by: Alex Dooley, Jami Grooms, Levi Foster
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