I got a velvet I got a velvet itch in my jeans I got a velvet I got a velvet itch in my jeans Can you scratch it Can you scratch it Can you scratch it Can you scratch it, scratch it for me I got a medicine I got a medicine under my sleeve I got a medicine I got a medicine under my sleeve Oh yeah, I'm ba*tard Oh yeah, I'm ba*tard Oh yeah, I'm ba*tard Oh yeah, I'm ba*tard aaah You set me free I talk to Elvis I talk to Elvis in my sleep I talk to Elvis I talk to Elvis in my sleep He said I'm cracked out Oh yeah, I'm cracked out Oh yeah, I'm cracked out But at least, I got nowhere to be Nowhere to be I've got a itch