I was sitting there watching TV   Wendy came and sat on my knee   She put her finger in my ear   But I pulled it out so I could hear      What the newsman on the television said   He said the king of rock 'n' roll was dead   And in the spooky television light   She said, "Don't ever forget this night"      I was fucking Wendy under the stars   The night that Elvis died   I was fucking Wendy under the stars   The night that Elvis died      As we walked across the dew wet field   I never ever thought she would yield   To my young body's aching desire   For an older woman's well banked fire      By the left hand I was led   To the place that we would make our bed   And embracing in the blue moonlight   She said, "Don't ever forget this night"      I was fucking Wendy under the stars   The night that Elvis died   I was fucking Wendy under the stars   The night that Elvis died      She was thirty-one, I was seventeen   I found out then what passion could mean   I thought I loved her but I didn't know how   I don't love her when I see her now      With the tape deck turned up loud   She made a young man feel strong and proud   And in the coolness of the morning light   She said, "Don't ever forget this night"      I was fucking Wendy under the stars   The night that Elvis died   I was fucking Wendy under the stars   The night that Elvis died      The night that Elvis died   The night that Elvis died