Hound Dog Elvis

They all follow you

Like puppies

Quite frankly

I cannot see this

Infatuation

But so many

Judge on looks

We both know

How you turned out

You were famous

Crazing the crowds

Scandalous boy

But fame doesn't get you much

Nor looks either

I'm sorry for what you did

To yourself, Presley

But like a dog

You followed life

And let the worst part of it

Take you