Elvis And Andy

Intro: verse 1 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 debutante But I met a little blond from above and beyond The Mason/Dixon line, now she ain't a Dixie dumpling' 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 R 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 verse 2 I took her home for Christmas, to try some southern dishes My mama's famous for, but mama through a fit 'cause she wouldn't eat her grits It was looking like the civil war, I was hoping like the devil That they’d meet up in the middle, but neither one would budge Then I heard them in the kitchen, A laughing and a gigglin’ singin’ 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 R 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 Bridge 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 Tag She likes Elvis she likes Andy, so she's fine and dandy with me