Tom: C
C F C
I woke up this morning, I had on blue suede shoes
F C
The pillow crushed my hair into perfect length
F G
And on my arm there was one blue tattoo
C
My wife, she brought me breakfast
F C
I said "Thank you, ma'am. God bless ya."
F C G F C
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
[Verse]
C
My closet was filled with uncounted jewels
F C
And a suit of gold lamé
F C
I put on a belt the size of Memphis
F G
It was inscribed "Love, Priscilla. Yours always"
C
In the pocket there were some little white pills
F C
Yeah, I did them, too
F C G F C
I'm turning into Elvis and there's nothing I can do
