I remember where I was the first time I saw Elvis In our living room on our black and white TV He sang Blue Suede Shoes and when the song was over I knew things would never be the same for me I grew up in a house where the doors were always open Where a stranger is just someone I did not know With Dreams of far off places and old guitars Fell asleep listening to the all night radio Now the rooms in this old house are all empty And sometimes I wonder just how far I've come I know some things must end, I don't know where I fit in Still reelin' from those rock and roll days Granddad died and left me his old chevy Forty eight hundred pounds of Detroit steel Sometimes at night I wish that I still had it So it could drive me back to the way I used to feel Now the buildings down on main street are all empty And sometimes I wonder just how far we've come I know some things must end, though I try hard to fit in Still reelin' from those rock and roll days Though I come back to this place when I feel empty And I play those old songs I love to hear I know some things must end and I should find where I fit in Still reelin' from those rock and roll days Sha na na you know I love you Sha na na I always will Sha na na I'm thinking of you Sha na na you know the way I feel Sha na na you know I love you Sha na na I always will Sha na na I'm thinking of you Sha na na you know the way I feel