I know, I know: Elvis sang the best Vegas song. But God help me, I love this song. And, obviously the video: Katy Perry’s boobs are dating a man who is by any honest reading exactly as attractive as me. This video tells me I got a shot.

It’s a catchy tune–it’s from those Swedish people who wrote all the other catchy songs–but the video is a hoot: Katy wears a different cleavage-revealing outfit in every shot, and she also sells a cell phone. It’s got everything.

Also, I just missed my Katydoodle.