Bruce Springsteen - Im turning into elvis

^CI woke up this morning, I had on ^Fblue suede sho^Ces The p^Fillow crushed my hair into perfect len^Cgth And on my arm there was ^Fone blue tat^Gtoo ^CMy wife, she brought me breakfast I said "Tha^Fnk you, ma'am. God bless ya.^C" I'm ^Fturning into E^Clvis and there's no^Gthing ^FI can d^Co

^CMy closet was filled with uncounted jewels And a su^Fit of gold lam^Cé I p^Fut on a belt the size of^C Memphis It was inscribed "Love, Prisci^Flla. Yours al^Gways" ^CIn the pocket there were some little white pills ^FYeah, I did them, to^Co I'm ^Fturning into E^Clvis and there's no^Gthing ^FI can d^Co