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Everyone's talking 'bout Elvis'Cause it seems like the thing that we doElvis is walking around listlesslySeems he can't even die if he wanted toIt's a bad business to be inYou don't get thanked and you don't get paidIt's a hard world to be in withAnd to end with, and to think about leaving behindExhuming the body in MemphisWaiting five hours to get into GracelandIs this anybody's ideaOf a good time or a good joke?Airport biographies are usually trueFame and fortune took its' tollHe's not the king of rock and roll anymoreHe's just a junkie redneckPull a sheet over your headFold your arms across your chestLie back in bedYou can call folks constantly tomorrowOh, oh, everyone's talking 'bout ElvisSongtexte'Cause it seems like a thing that we doElvis is living too fat and slow now to careWhat we say about himPicking up hitchhiking Elvis'sChristening babies at the foot of his graveHe was watching TV and laughing to himselfHe just had to tell someone how he did itElvis, be good to meElvis, be trueElvis, I love youElvis, be trueElvis, be near meElvis, be mineElvis, come back to mePlease, Elvis, be fineEverything's coming upRosesEverything's coming upElvisEverything's coming upRosesEverything's coming upElvisElvisElvisElvis, be true Aus Songtexte Mania