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Copycat
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Copycat - Belgium
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 US 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. 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. He's a copycat, trying to steal my soul but he's too fat to rock 'n' roll. Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
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 to rock 'n' roll. He was a copycat, trying to steal my soul. Now he's too dead to rock 'n' roll.
Copycat
To rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll… He's too dead.
To rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll, rock 'n' roll… Copy-copycat, copycat. Copy-copycat, copycat. Copy-copycat, copycat. Copy-copycat, copycat.
He was a copycat.
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