This is one of the great heartbreakers for me and his controlled vocal is on the verge of losing it every time he sings “and it’s just breeea-king my heart…”. This new girl is clearly a dreamboat, treats him nice, probably cooks a lovely peanut butter toastie, but she’s not that girl who got away and because of that he’s haunted, torn up. Worse, he can never, ever say what’s on his mind. You just know he’s going to say her name in his sleep.

It was written by Doc Pomus, Jerry Leiber and Mike Stoller, the only time as far as I know that these three Brill Building titans wrote together.

On the flip is L&S’s Just Tell Her Jim Said Hello which trundles along in a sweet enough countrypolitan way until the middle eight when the chords go minor and Elvis suddenly switches up an octave and sounds incredibly vulnerable.

Tracing aspects of his life in song is generally much easier in the hillbilly cat 50s and the post-Priscilla 70s but, god, he sounds like a lonely man here.