Elvira, Elvira
My heart’s on fire for Elvira.

We look like dough, lips like sherry wine
She can sure enough make my little light shine
I get a funny feelin' up and down my spine
'Cause I know that my Elvira’s mine.

Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow
Giddy up, oom poppa, omm poppa, mow
Heigh-ho silver, away.

Elvira, Elvira
My hear’s on fire for Elvira

Tonight I’m gonna meet her to hungry house cafe
And I’m gonna give her all the love I can
She’s gonna jump and holler
'Cause I saved up two dollars
She’s gonna search and find that preacher man.

Elvira, Elvira
My hear’s on fire for Elvira

Elvira, Elvira

Elvira, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Elvira, na, na, na, na, na, na, na.
Elvira, na, na, na, na, na, na, na…

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