Dear Mr. Presley,

Hi.

----Here I am at the old college desk
writing you a letter for the first time
in my life.
Here I am twenty years old. I
have been an "Elvis Presley fan"
since my grandfather bought me a copy
of Elvis' Golden Records when I
was seven. (Since then I have Acquired
every word you ever recorded, except three.)
----You are Elvis Presley. I am
Andy Kaufman. One day I shall
meet you. I shall shake your hand.
I shall say "Hello."
----I know you, ya know?
I really do know you. I have seen (THEN THERE'S A GAP)

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as yours.) It's just an idea, but if
it can't happen, can you arrange for me
to just shake your hand and say hello?
I mean, I've gone through a heckova lot
these past few years, turning people on
to you, dragging friends and parties to
your movies. I don't even drink, smoke,
or curse anymore.
----Thanks for everything
----(No kiddin) I feel like I'm
----Writtin to Santa Clause or somethin!)
-----------------------------Sincerely,
-----------------------------Andy G. Kaufman