Red Elvises - Boogie on the beach

Last night Jesus called me on the phone,
I was surprised,
This morning he called again,
And he said:
Why don't we do some Boogie-Voogie,
Boogie-Voogie on the beach...

Last night I dreamt of you,
You looked so good in that red dress,
And those blue suede shoes,
Why don't we do some Boogie-Voogie....

My Love is Killing Me
(Igor)

She loves me too much, when she kisses my ear,
My eardrums pop, it's so painful my dear,
We were making love, she didn't mean any harm,
It became a wicked game when she broke my arm.

Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...
Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...

I can forgive you the damage to my lips, I can forgive you the b*** marks on my hips,
But there is only one thing I can't stand, Don't call me Chris, my name is Elvis.
I can forgive you the bruises and cuts, I can forgive you the scars on my nuts,
But there is only one thing I can't stand, Don't call me Chris, my name is Elvis.

Paying hospital bills, I can't take any more, Do you know how it feels, I'm scared of her.
She loves me too much, when she kisses my ear, It sounds f*****' loud, that's why I can't hear,

Oo-a-oo, my love is killing me...

Scorchi Chorniye
(Igor and Zhenya)
Let's take the Greyhound bus to California,
All that fancy food will make us hornier,
Dancing through the night driving us insane,
Waltzing in a pool filled up with Champagne.

If you feeling blue, I'll paint the town red,
I will serenade you standing on my head,
Wild and crazy like Tyrannosaurus Rex,
You and me will have never-ending s**.

Ochi Chorniye, my sweet chorniye,
I am going to California....

Romantic Junk
(Transcribed by Karen in Austin)

Give me a brush,
I'll paint the night.
You'll be my queen,
I'll be polite.

Elvis and wine,
Romantic junk.
We'll sit and talk,
While getting drunk.
Chorus:
Just close your eyes and dance along
With waltzing shadows of the night,
And burning candle, by your side.

Just close your eyes and dance along
With waltzing shadows of the night,
And burning candle, by your side.

Give me a pen,
I will write a book.
You'll be my muse,
I'll be a cook (?)

Just put good music on,
Let's rock-n-roll.
We'll keep on dancing
While we're getting old.

Just close your eyes and dance along
With waltzing shadows of the night,
And burning candle, by your side.

Just close your eyes and dance along
With waltzing shadows of the night,
And burning candle, by your side.