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 U.S. 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 

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 

Way down in America 
There's a guy, rich and arrogant 
Dating my fair Priscilla 
He makes me want to hire a killer! 

Way down in the land of the brave 
There's a guy lying in his grave 
Cause nobody duplicating my jive 
Will never get away with that alive 

He was a copycat 
Trying to steal my soul 
Now he's too dead