Copycat کے بول

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