Don Walker - Postcard From Elvis lyrics

Got a postcard from Elvis It was postmarked Guam Said, he was workin' in a little cafe Where he met Yvonne Said, the lights from the kitchen Didn't bother him much Said, he wasn't worried about what he ate Or shavin' and such Said, he found a red Monaro Said, it runs pretty good Most Saturdays he's dreamin' away Under the hood He said, maybe it's a little bit stupid Sometimes I forget But closer I come to the heart of the matter The farther away I get Got a phone call from Norma Said, she's lovin' the farm Spends her time advancin' her mind In sweet Johnny's arms Said, he's glad to be out of the running Glad he got away clean Workin' the land with dirt on his hands For his sweet Norma Jean They got a big old four-poster They know it's comin' soon Baby needs shoes and when the little one's due They'll be needing some room She said, maybe it's a little bit stupid Sometimes I forget But closer I come to the heart of the matter The farther away I get I've been talkin' to some old friends of mine Won't you hold a moment While I get my other line Got a message from Buddha He left it on my machine He said when you go So fast that it's slow You'll know what I mean Said, he found a red Monaro Said it runs pretty good And most Saturday's, he's dreamin' away Under the hood He said, maybe it's a little bit stupid Sometimes I forget But closer I come to the heart of the matter The farther away I get The closer I come to the heart of the matter The farther away I get