Elvis was getting himself all ready to take this pretty doll out. He checked his slick black hair in the mirror. Smiling at himself as he looked pretty good. He reached over to pick up the bouquet of roses. Making his way over to the house she was staying in. He cleared his throat as he gently knocked on the door. Elvis wasn't nervous. He was a ladies' man. He knew he was going to do good on this date. He smiled wide at the pretty girl who opened the door*

"Hey, there darlin'.."