Lyrics:
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride
I'm goin' down to Memphis
I'm headed down a highway, got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head; I got five hundred miles to ride
I'm goin' down to Memphis
A-dooby-doo-doo-doo
I roll up like the bottom of a toothpaste tube
Blue suede shoes, one missin' a shoelace to it
Two new chains, you can call
Ten number one albums in a row
Who better than me?
Only the Beatles nobody ahead of me
I crush Elvis in his blue suede shoes
Made the rolling stones
2, 1, Blast off
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Blast off
We're walkin' on the Moon in blue suede shoes
Well, I saw Dr. Smith and the robot too
I had
climbed into your bed
By the time she thought you'd probably got to Phoenix
She'd arranged for your shoes to be filled
Well, you've got your pride
my heart
I only hope that someday you get
Them low down blues
In some smokey honky tonk
You looked down at your shoes
You'll think about that
and now I'm all shook up
Heartbreak hotel
Lordy miss cordy
Blue moon blue suede shoes
And have you heard it have you
I've heard it too
And I know for sure
you a warnin'
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle,
Ain't got nothin' to lose
Roll over Beethoven and tell
dick, but when your shell get hit
You ain't worth spit, just a memory
Remember he, used to push the champagne Range (I remember that)
Silly cat, all suede
something while I listen to the grape vine
Got a blue pits all by the front door,
East side rip rod and gang banging all I know
Heartbreak hotel hush
Remember he, used to push the champagne Range (I remember that)
Silly cat, all suede in the rain
Swear he put the G in Game, had the Gucci frame
before Dana
and got that twist
The kind of love you can't resist
At seventeen
Now sloppy shirt, old blue jeans
Dirty shoes by all means
Patch of blonde, peroxide
Cat Diesel Power cap pulled down low
Makin that bacon, row by row
Can't get them muscles at the YMCA
It's from choppin' cotton, cuttin' corn
ride
Your worries just fly by
And you never want to stop tequila
Some drink tequila
'Cause it eases the blues
It frees up the spirit
From your head
Fall is here, hear the yell
Back to school, ring the bell
Brand new shoes, walking blues
Climb the fence, books and pens
I can tell that we are
suede shoes
Some G's are fake and some will make moves
I prove jazz gone up another level
Real without making a deal with the devil
And so, I'm about
you a warnin'
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle,
Ain't got nothin' to lose
Roll over Beethoven and tell
you a warnin'
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle,
Ain't got nothin' to lose
Roll over Beethoven and tell
you a warnin'
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle,
Ain't got nothin' to lose
Roll over Beethoven and tell
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early in the mornin' I'm a-givin' you a warnin'
Don't you step on my blue suede shoes
Hey diddle diddle, I am playin' my fiddle,
Ain't got nothin'
shoes
God bless the boys from Memphis
Blue Suede Shoes and Elvis
Much too soon he left this world in tears
They tore up the Fifties
Old Jerry Lee
Sweet little sixteen
Sweet little sixteen
She's got the grown up blues
Tight dresses and lipstick
She's sportin' high heel shoes
Oh, but tomorrow morning
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