Way down in memphis, tennessee
There’s a guy looking just like me
Wearing the same blue suede shoes
Singing the same old blues
Way down in the us of a
There’s a guy doing things my way
Combing the same greasy hair
Hugging the same teddy bear
He’s a copycat, trying to steal my soul
But he’s too fat to rock ‘n’ roll
He’s a copycat, trying to steal my soul
But he’s too fat to rock ‘n’ roll
Way down in the deep deep south
There’s a guy with a girly mouth
Eating the same banana sandwich
Dressed in the same kind of kitsch
Way down by the mississippi river
There’s a guy with a voice that quivers
Driving the same cadillac car
Chasing the same lucky star
He’s a copycat, trying to steal my soul
But he’s too fat to rock ‘n’ roll
He’s a copycat, trying to steal my soul
