Anyone seen an ELVIS impersonater around here?

Right away bought me a through train ticket right 'cross Mississippi clean,
I was on that Midnight Flyer out of Birmingham smokin' in' na Noo Awleens, . . .

Well, well, well, put down the beer cans, empty your pockets, put out whatever your smoking, turn around and face the wall, because . . .

Rocco's in da house!!! And it was so nice to read your e-mail. I will be in greater touch soon. Thanks so much for stopping by. Maybe you'll come around every so often.