Lirik Lagu Elvis Presley Blues - Jimmy Buffett
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I was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedI was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedJust a country boy that combed his hairAnd put on a shirt his mother made and went on the airAnd he shook it like a chorus girlAnd he shook it like a Harlem queenHe shook it like a midnight rambler, baby,Like you never seen
I was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedI was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedHow he took it all out of black and whiteGrabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tightAnd he shook it like a hurricaneHe shook it like to make it breakAnd he shook it like a holy roller, babyWith his soul at stake
I was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedI was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedHe was all alone in a long declineThinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and diedWhen he shook it and he rang like silverHe shook it and he shine like goldHe shook it and he beat that steam drill, babyWell bless my soul
He shook it and he beat that steam drill, babyWell bless my soul, what's wrong with me?
I was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedI was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedJust a country boy that combed his hairPut on a shirt his mother made and he went on the airAnd he shook it like a chorus girlHe shook it like a Harlem queenHe shook it like a midnight rambler, babyLike he never seen
I was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedI was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedHow he took it all out of black and whiteGrabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tightAnd he shook it like a hurricaneHe shook it like to make it breakAnd he shook it like a holy roller, babyWith his soul at stake
I was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedI was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedHe was all alone in a long declineThinking how happy John Henry was that he fell down and diedWhen he shook it and he rang like silverHe shook it and he shine like goldHe shook it and he beat that steam drill, babyWell bless my soul
He shook it and he beat that steam drill, babyWell bless my soul, what's wrong with me?
I was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedI was thinking that night about ElvisDay that he died, day that he diedJust a country boy that combed his hairPut on a shirt his mother made and he went on the airAnd he shook it like a chorus girlHe shook it like a Harlem queenHe shook it like a midnight rambler, babyLike he never seen