[bad word] on down, the man with the guitar just hit town
Sets off like a rocket, there he goes
Rockin' from his head down to his toes
My boy Elvis, real rock - My boy Elvis, real rock
Wish bam-a-ling, ooh Elvis sing to me
Heartbreak hotel, blue suede shoes
He walks away with all my blues
Take my troubles, take my pain
Load 'em on that Mystery train
My boy Elvis, real rock - My boy Elvis, real rock
Wish bam-a-ling, ooh Elvis sing to me

Can't wait for Freddy or for Joe
Got my blue jeans on and away I go
Feel like the queen of everything
Tonight I'll be close to my jukebox king
My boy Elvis, real rock - My boy Elvis, real rock
Wish bam-a-ling, ooh Elvis sing to me
All the teeners stop and shout
When they open the curtain and he walks out
There's no other one he's dreaming of
'Cause I got his photograph signed with love
My boy Elvis, real rock - My boy Elvis, real rock
Wish bam-a-ling, ooh Elvis sing to me
Jump, wiggle and shake, go-go-go
Jump, wiggle and shake, go-go-go
Jump, wiggle and shake, go-go-go
Jump, wiggle and shake, go-go-go
Wish bam-a-ling, ooh Elvis sing to me