Way down in Memphis, Tennessee
theres a guy looking just like me
wearing the same blue suede shoes
singing the same old blues Way down in the US of A
theres a guy doing things my way
combing the same greasy hair
hugging the same teddy bear Hes a copycat, trying to steal my soul
but hes too fat to rock n roll
Hes a copycat, trying to steal my soul
but hes too fat to rock n roll Way down in the deep deep South
theres a guy with a girly mouth
eating the same banana sandwich
dressed in the same kind of kitsch | Way down by the Mississippi river
theres a guy with a voice that quivers
driving the same Cadillac car
Chasing the same lucky star Hes a copycat, trying to steal my soul
but hes too fat to rock n roll
Hes a copycat, trying to steal my soul
but hes too fat to rock n roll Way down in America
theres a guy, rich and arrogant
dating my fair Priscilla
He makes me want to hire a killer Way down in the land of the brave
theres a guy lying in his grave
Cause nobody duplicating my jive
will never get away with that alive | He was a copycat, trying to steal my soul
Now hes too dead to rock n roll
He was a copycat, trying to steal my soul
Now hes too dead to rock n roll Copycat
To rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll
Hes too dead
To rock n roll, rock n roll, rock n roll
Copy-copycat, copycat
Copy-copycat, copycat
Copy-copycat, copycat
Copy-copycat, copycat
He was a copycat |
