Yeah.

She left me when I was just a kid,
She hit me with a rigid fist,
Her friend said, "Breaking his heart to survive,"
I was barely in junior high.

Mum and dad had me on a vacation,
I think I lost my mind in the duration,
She hooked up with some high-schooler guys,
I guess it was fun getting free beach rides.

The day that Elvis died,
Ah, she was shooting guns,
Ah, she was shooting guns.

Called me up to get me back again,
I hung the phone up - a sickening grin,
My mum said, "Son, you look like you just died,"
Gee, Mum, I wonder why.

The day that Elvis died,
Ah, she was shooting guns,
Ah, she was shooting guns,
Ah, she was shooting guns,
Ah, she was shooting guns.

On the day that Elvis died,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.