I was thinkin' last night about Elvis   Day that he died, day that he died      I was thinkin' that night about Elvis   Day that he died, day that he died   Just a country boy that combed his hair   And he put on a shirt his mama made, and went on the air      And he shook it like a chorus girl   And he shook it like a Harlem queen   He shook it like a midnight rambler   Baby, like you never seen, never seen      I was thinkin' that night about Elvis   Day that he died, day that he died   How he took it all out of black and white   Grabbed his wand in the other hand and he held on tight      And he shook it like a hurricane   He shook it like to make it break   And he shook it like a holy roller   Baby, with his soul at stake, his soul at stake      Alright, shake it      I was thinkin' that night about Elvis   Day that he died, day that he died   He was all alone in a long decline   Thinkin' how happy John Henry was   That he fell down and died      When he shook it and it rang like silver   He shook it and it shined like gold   He shook it and he beat that steam drill   Baby, well bless my soul, bless my soul      I was thinking last night about Elvis