Well, what power of God does a nun
Use to hold up parish priests
And what makes a good cop
Let go a beautiful theif
Oh, and how does the queen know
She got hold that manna honey
Oh and what makes an old woman give
A young man all her money
Well late in the night 'neath that pale
Moonlight the power comes over me
And it's all elouise yeah
I'm turning into elvis
(and there's nothing I can do)

Kissed the babysitter she screamed
And I told her it was just the beast in me
And on my way out of the
House I shot out my tv
I went down to the corner
Luncheonette and said sally
"fried peanut butter and banana will do "
I'm turning into elvis and there's
Nothing I can do

I threw out my wife and family
I took off my wedding ring
I told my friends and neighbors to
Refer to me now as "king"
I put a chainlink fence around
My ranch house and
On the gate a sign that reads "graceland ii"

I'm turning into elvis and there's
Nothing I can do

I visited my mama's grave and I headed out to
Hollywood and I signed a picture with mgm
I play a rebellious beachboy
Racecar driver who fks a nun in the end
In the last scene I whip out my big
Guitar and show her a
Little memphis-style kung-fu
I'm turning into elvis and there's
Nothing I can do

But I drove on straight to vegas and I
Stopped in the first old stripper bar
Found me a little hooker that
Looked just like ann
Margaret and we rumba'd in my sports car
Well me and my drinking buddies turned my
Lovin' home into a frikkin' zoo
I'm turning into elvis and there's
Nothing I can do

Well he came to me last night in a
Dream looking just like he did in '57
He said "son that guitar is a wonderful thing
But it can be the living devils' friend
On the other hand there's sex-starved
Women, millions of dollars
And anything you want to do"
I'm turning into elvis and there's
Nothing I can do