Tonight at the 'Heartbreak Hotel'
I'm the new Elvis on the scene
With my pitch-correction microphone
And karaoke machine
Where I'm the host of the local vocal show
And the sound of feedback squeal
Would drive 'hound dogs' to in-[G]sanity
And my ear drums will not heal
For last call I'll "Jailhouse Rock" this Joint
Then to Flint in my shoe string car
Where they're lining up to profit off
The next karaoke star
'Cause I hear tomorrow night
And this second job's a crutch
My rented couch could be 'good rockin' tonight'
But Mom's around 'too much'
But I'm tying on my 'blue suede shoes'
I'll clean my pipes at the hotel bar
Tonight with liquid courage I'll rehearse
To be the next Karaoke star
'Cause I'm so over "Suss-sus [G]uidio"
Oh no a "Grease" duet
Not some sweet girl trolling "Don't Be Cruel"
And wreaking cosmo sweat
I'm very humbled to be here today for this audition
And it's "Hurt" that can take me far
To proudly be one more ex-[G]ploited act
The next karoake star
Yes it's "Viva Las Vegas" then
I'll be the next karoake star
The Bill Bowen Band - Karaoke Star (feat. Stephen Freeman) Lyrics
The Bill Bowen Band - Karaoke Star (feat. Stephen Freeman) Lyrics
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Tonight at the 'Heartbreak Hotel'
I'm the new Elvis on the scene
With my pitch-correction microphone
And karaoke machine
Where I'm the host of the local vocal show
And the sound of feedback squeal
Would drive 'hound dogs' to in-[G]sanity
And my ear drums will not heal
For last call I'll "Jailhouse Rock" this Joint
Then to Flint in my shoe string car
Where they're lining up to profit off
The next karaoke star
'Cause I hear tomorrow night
And this second job's a crutch
My rented couch could be 'good rockin' tonight'
But Mom's around 'too much'
But I'm tying on my 'blue suede shoes'
I'll clean my pipes at the hotel bar
Tonight with liquid courage I'll rehearse
To be the next Karaoke star
'Cause I'm so over "Suss-sus [G]uidio"
Oh no a "Grease" duet
Not some sweet girl trolling "Don't Be Cruel"
And wreaking cosmo sweat
I'm very humbled to be here today for this audition
And it's "Hurt" that can take me far
To proudly be one more ex-[G]ploited act
The next karoake star
Yes it's "Viva Las Vegas" then
I'll be the next karoake star
I'm the new Elvis on the scene
With my pitch-correction microphone
And karaoke machine
Where I'm the host of the local vocal show
And the sound of feedback squeal
Would drive 'hound dogs' to in-[G]sanity
And my ear drums will not heal
For last call I'll "Jailhouse Rock" this Joint
Then to Flint in my shoe string car
Where they're lining up to profit off
The next karaoke star
'Cause I hear tomorrow night
And this second job's a crutch
My rented couch could be 'good rockin' tonight'
But Mom's around 'too much'
But I'm tying on my 'blue suede shoes'
I'll clean my pipes at the hotel bar
Tonight with liquid courage I'll rehearse
To be the next Karaoke star
'Cause I'm so over "Suss-sus [G]uidio"
Oh no a "Grease" duet
Not some sweet girl trolling "Don't Be Cruel"
And wreaking cosmo sweat
I'm very humbled to be here today for this audition
And it's "Hurt" that can take me far
To proudly be one more ex-[G]ploited act
The next karoake star
Yes it's "Viva Las Vegas" then
I'll be the next karoake star
Writer: William Bowen
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