1977-08-16 Memphis, USA / Always on my Mind / Immer in meinem Kopf / Sempre na minha Mente / Siempre en mi mente

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Elvis Presley surrounded himself with gorgeous, glamorous women who adored him. Unlike most, he had the opportunity to do exactly that.

The singer was linked to a number of high profile beauties during his short life, and those who have remembered him publicly have generally done so with affection.

Elvis quickly became attached to teenage girls.

Elvis’s closest female relationships were usually with young girls of around 13 or 14, ending as they reached late teens.

He did not have sex with these young girls, but had pajama parties, pillow fights and indulged in ‘girl talk’.

As a perpetual youth, Elvis was attracted to young women and he felt comfortable with these adolescent girls. Elvis sought out very young girls because he felt threatened by women who were older.

Freudian and other sexual psychologists say that Elvis is a classic example of the ‘Mother Madonna Whore split’.

He adored his mother and never recovered from her early death. He met Priscilla when she was 14. She became a mother at 22, a few months before her 23rd birthday.

Elvis never made Love to her again after the birth of his daughter, and would never have sex with a woman who had had a baby.

Wise men say
Only fools rush in
But I can’t help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can’t help falling in love with you?

Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand,
Take my whole life, too
For I can’t help falling in love with you

Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand,
Take my whole life, too
For I can’t help falling in love with you

Maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn’t love you
Quite as often as I could have
Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Maybe I didn’t hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I’m so happy that you’re mine
If I make you feel second best
Girl, I’m so sorry I was blind

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Tell me, tell me that your sweet love hasn’t died
Give me, give me one more chance
To keep you satisfied, satisfied

Little things I should have said and done
I just never took the time

You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind
You were always on my mind

Maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have
Maybe I didn’t love you
Quite as often as I could have
Maybe I didn’t hold you
All those lonely, lonely times
And I guess I never told you
I’m so happy that you’re mine
Maybe I didn’t treat you
Quite as good as I should have

I did not divorce him because I didn’t love him – he was the Love of my life, truly. If anything, I left because I needed to find out what the World was like.

I was hated for marrying him, hated for getting a divorce.

Presley’s divorce was finalized on October 9, 1973. Since then, his life was on the verge of a serious decline.

Twice during the year, he overdosed on barbiturates, spending three days in a coma in his hotel suite after the first incident. Towards the end of 1973, he was hospitalized, semi comatose from the effects of pethidine addiction.

He was so fucked up. … It was obvious he was drugged. It was obvious there was something terribly wrong with his body. It was so bad the words to the songs were barely intelligible. … I remember crying.

He suffered from multiple ailments: glaucoma, high blood pressure, liver damage, and an enlarged colon, each magnified and possibly caused by drug abuse.

On the evening of August 16, 1977 was discovered in an unresponsive state on the bathroom floor. Attempts to revive him failed, and his death was officially pronounced at 3:30 p.m.

Well, the image is one thing and the Human being another … it’s very hard to live up to an image.

For much of his adult life, Presley, with his rise from poverty to riches and massive fame, had seemed to epitomize the American Dream.

In his final years and even more so after his death, and the revelations about its circumstances, he became a symbol of excess and gluttony.

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