Elfvis
Well, bless my soul what's wrong with me...
Elfvis was a grumpy elfWho hated Christmas timeWhile other elves were having funShe would whinge and whineShe moped about all doom and gloomAnd she tried to spoil the funOf all the other little elvesBefore Christmas had begun She wasn't always grumpy She once loved to danceBut try to get her dancing nowWell you haven't got a chanceShe rarely ever smilesIt really is quite tragicShe has lost her little sparkleAnd all her Christmas magic Of course, we try hard to remind herAnd we try to bring her cheerWe want to see her dance again Now Christmas time is hereWe want her toes to be tappingAnd see her get into the grooveWe want to see her 'all shook up' While in her 'blue suede shoes' She doesn't have to be so sadAnd no longer has to dwellInside the lonely residence Of that heartbreak hotelWe want to tell you Elf-visWe really hope you findA way to enjoy Christmas Free from that suspicious mind. That stops you from your dancingAnd stops you being true Bring back that Christmas magicShow us... 'the wonder of you'.We don't want you feeling sadAnd all lonesome tonightWe want you to have a Christmas That is merry and all bright.