I’m the King
I keep my feet in blue suede shoes,
I like rock and roll and I dig the blues,
My body starts movin’ when I sing,
‘cuz I’m the king
(spoken) He’s the King, He’s the king! Huh!
Yeah, I’m the King.
(Girls) King, King, he’s the King!
Yeah, I’m the King.
(Girls) King, King, he’s the King!
Now don’t-cha call me Count or the Duke of Earl,
‘cuz I’m the King
(spoken) He’s the King, He’s the king! Huh!
Now you can love me tender, and I’ll be your teddy bear,
And even that lazy ol’ hound dog knows I ain’t no square!
I got ‘em all shook up down at the Heartbreak Hotel,
When I play my guitar, just like a ringin’ a bell,
Uh well I thank my lucky stars above,
‘cuz I’m a hunk-a hunk-a hunk of burnin’ love!
Yeah, I’m the King.
(Girls) King, King, he’s the King!
Yeah, I’m the King.
(Girls) King, King, he’s the King!
Now don’t-cha call me Count or the Duke of Earl,
‘cuz I’m the King
(spoken) He’s the King, He’s the king! Huh!
Now don’t-cha call me Count or the Duke of Earl,
‘cuz I’m the King
(spoken) He’s the King, He’s the king!
Yeah, I’m the king,
The real King of rock and roll.