Action & Video ---> And now for something *completely different*
[Hello Luceti. Enjoying the normalcy after the shift? Oh well, nothing stays normal long here. And so we have Elvis, giving a rooftop performance to put U2 to shame. Really, why the Malnosso decided to kidnap an Elvis impersonator or turn someone into one is probably not a good thing to question. Especially since the truth is far far stranger and doesn't even involve the Malnosso at all.]
[Still, if you're a fan of rock'n'roll, Elvis, Las Vegas, Elvis impersonators (because Elvis was not that short, not that light-haired, and the accent is clearly a little forced), or just impromptu rooftop jam sessions, enjoy this. Who knows, they might even take requests!]
[And otherwise, Elvis will leave the building and go about the village, wiggling hips and playing the guitar.]
[Please feel free to ask why. Just. Why.]
You ain't nothing but a hooooound dog!
CRYING all the tiiime!
You ain't nothin' but a hoooound dog!
Crying aaaaall the time!
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit, and you ain't no friend of mine!
YEAH!
Well-a, thank ya. Thank ya very much. [That accent man...]
[Still, if you're a fan of rock'n'roll, Elvis, Las Vegas, Elvis impersonators (because Elvis was not that short, not that light-haired, and the accent is clearly a little forced), or just impromptu rooftop jam sessions, enjoy this. Who knows, they might even take requests!]
[And otherwise, Elvis will leave the building and go about the village, wiggling hips and playing the guitar.]
[Please feel free to ask why. Just. Why.]
You ain't nothing but a hooooound dog!
CRYING all the tiiime!
You ain't nothin' but a hoooound dog!
Crying aaaaall the time!
Well, you ain't never caught a rabbit, and you ain't no friend of mine!
YEAH!
Well-a, thank ya. Thank ya very much. [That accent man...]
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Y- yes please. If it isn't any trouble...
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[Which is how she winds up singing this despite how deep the voice registers. It's hard, but she manages. At least the whistling is easier.]
I am just a lonesome cowboy
And I'm traveling all alone
I ain't even got a nickel
To call my baby on the phone
Just beyond the mountain lies a city
And I hear it calling me
Saddle up and ride you lonesome cowboy
Here is where you'll find your destiny
In my dreams the lights shine bright and pretty
Near to me and yet so far
Will I always be a lonesome cowboy
Am I only reaching for a star
Ride. Ride, ride, ride along cowboy
Sing, sing, sing, sing a song cowboy
Will I ever leave this lonesome valley
Really see the lights that shine
Gotta find what lies beyond the mountain
Gotta rope and tie that dream of mine
I am just a lonesome cowboy
And I'm traveling all alone
If you don't call me baby
Then I'm never coming home
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What's a cowboy? Are they always lonely? What is he riding?
[In short, your songs make no sense.]
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Cowboys pretty lady, are men such as myself who ride in the far far west, herding cattle and being rugged. [Plays with her collar. All the rugged.] They are pretty lonely, because it's a wide open place and hard to find girls who stay back at the ranches.
He rides a horse. I guess you wouldn't have seen that. Same with the movie it's from.
All right, let me try another.
[Wiggles and starts off with Follow That Dream]
Follow that dream, I gotta follow that dream
Keep a-movin, move along, keep a moving
I've got to follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
I've got to follow that dream to find the love I need
When your heart gets restless, time to move along
When your heart gets weary, time to sing a song
But when a dream is calling you,
There's just one thing that you can do
Well, you gotta follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
You gotta follow that dream to find the love you need
Keep a-movin, move along, keep a moving
Got to find me someone whose heart is free
Someone to look for my dream with me
And when I find her I may find out
Just what my dreams are all about
I've got to follow that dream wherever that dream may lead
I've got to follow that dream to find the love I need
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Aaah, that was a very nice song. I like it the best!
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Somehow, I thought you might like that better. Sorry I don't know any about ocean. I lived deep in the countryside.
[Well, she can't think of any Elvis ones about it. And he lived in the countryside.... good enough?]
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Yes. It's a lot-a like being around here.
[She's so tempted to bust into singing Under the Sea for you. As many 4th walls as that breaks. But hey, it's not like Shirahoshi would know that wasn't an Elvis song, after all.]
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Oh...
[Even the sea is kind of lonely around here. People come during the day, sure. But most of them leave at night, and there's a big dark sky full of... well, she's not really sure what they are, but even though they're pretty, they seem so far away.]
How long have you been here?
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This is just my first day! [All smiles.] You want another song? I think I've-a got one to put a smile on that pretty face.
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[... Welp this was all she could come up with: Moonlight Swim.]
Let's go on a moonlight swim
Far away from the crowd
All alone upon the beach
Our lips and our arms
Close within each other's reach
Will be on a moonlight swim
Let's go on a moonlight swim
To the raft we can race
After just a little while
I'll sit and pretend
That you're on a desert isle
With me on a moonlight swim
Though the air is cold
With kisses oh so sweet
I'll keep you warm
So very warm from head to you feet
Let's go on a moonlight swim
We're in love and above
There's a crazy balloon
That sits winking down
And inviting us to come on in
On a moonlight swim
[Feel free to point she's too small to be Shirahoshi's type, Fujiko will not have a problem.]