I moved one hip and every living room in America called an emergency meeting. by Elvis Presley

Elvis, one hip moved and America discovered furniture could panic.

Richard, the living rooms were not ready for rhythm with eye contact.

A room fears movement when its confidence was tailored for standing still.

Frank, some suits never recovered from discovering a beat.

They called an emergency meeting because the dance floor started winning.

Committees hate rhythm. It refuses to wait for approval.

The punchline is doing more work than the argument.

One hip moved, and suddenly every dull room needed a spokesman.