Viva, viva you nI appreciate King Presley finally when I see you and your dignity nAs the carpet is jerked out from beneath you nYou are like Elvis non his last legnsweating through his jumpsuitnknowing he would be a goner in a few daysnBut giving his all to the present Presley audience anywaynViva, viva you nLong live your boots with the holes in the seams nThat let water up through the soles when it rainsn'cause no one is holding a spare pair for younLong life to you nand long live the fever that's burning you clean nand long live the fate of your everworn jeans n'cause no one is holding a spare pair for you