Elvis and Andy

Now being from the south, I never had a doubt

What kind of girl I want

I'd pick a Georgia peach or a Mississippi queen

Or a Dallas debutant

But I met a little blonde from above and beyond

The Mason-Dixon line

Now she ain't a Dixie dumplin' but let me tell you something

Lord, she more than qualifies

She likes Elvis, she likes Andy

She's just as pretty as can be

She's the number one fan of

Both Graceland and Mayberry RFD

She ain't a southern belle but it's hard to tell

She's got every quality

She likes Elvis, she likes Andy

So she's fine and dandy with me

I took her home for Christmas to try some southern dishes

My mama's famous for

But mama through a fit 'cuz she wouldn't eat her grits

It was looking like the civil war

I was hoping like the devil that they would meet up in the middle

But neither one would budge

Then I heard them in the kitchen a-laughing and a-giggling

Singing hunka hunka burning love

She likes Elvis, she likes Andy

She's just as pretty as can be

She's the number one fan of

Both Graceland and Mayberry RFD

She ain't a southern belle but it's hard to tell

She's got every quality

She likes Elvis, she likes Andy

So she's fine and dandy with me

No she ain't a southern belle but it's hard to tell

She's got every quality

She likes Elvis, she likes Andy

So she's fine and dandy with me

She likes Elvis, she likes Andy

So she's fine and dandy with me