Elvis Impersonator

He sports the rebel quiff
And the pelvis swing
He masters all the moves
He's got the blues
Sweats out a leather catsuit
And a glitter cloak
Year after year
From Vegas to Singapore

Behind those shades
Worn day and night
Deeper grow the wrinkles
'round his pale blue eyes
Behind those shades
Key to his disguise
He hides his shame
Of being cross-eyed

Since he was a boy
He was told he couldn't sing
Set out on a journey
To become his own king
From town to town
From coast to coast
Drives around old cadillacs
On the dusty roads

Another day another ride
Headin' down south
Another 50-dollars-gig
And a trunk full of doubts
Chewing up the miles
Rust under the fender
Humming all along
Love me Tender

I'm an Elvis impersonator
That's what I do
I never look back
I'm all but a fool
Oh my belle I'll see you later
Under the moon
And I'll cry out my love
In my blue suede shoes



Credits
Writer(s): Vincenzo Perrotta
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