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Would you prefer if I remove... MY...
Nah they. clean.
I mean.
You look at the bottom of...?
1]
My shoes are girl, how about yours?
Here we are sitting on your room floor
Listening to some records from collection
in between a coma and an erection
Staring at the on your shoulder blades
And you don't take your eyes off my poker
I'm wasted, and as sober as Jehovah
Knocking door to door, to walk to road
the Mormon's paved
If she was here on sofa with a beer on a coaster
She'd of 'ya that my game was way over played
no mistake
I the way you taste like yogurt and some clover cigarettes
show me leg!
So I'ma gonna trade these shoes for
And I'ma stay happy just as long as is a whore to pay
But some of us already the rent
So we can't be content until there isn't no more
repeat 2X]
Those are shoes
are my shoes
We've got
2]
My are muddy girl, how about yours?
Here we are on your bedroom floor
I'm really drunk so I'm looking at carpet like
Man, fuck the permit, I know where park tonight
It's time, the spins are gonna visit me
They're thick like they know they taking victory
But not tonight, right, I'ma some history
Get up in your system and it like a symphony
Let me get to be the man of mystery
'Cause them meddeling don't understand your sensitivity
Show some
Let me kiss feet
Let's talk a pretty bird and a busy bee
If I live to see fifty, I'ma be a tipsy, old man
Still following my kid
I know it really your responsibility
So be strait once I take a hit of Listerine

Those are your
are my shoes
We've got
3]
I can't my shoes girl, how about yours?
I am naked on your bathroom floor
I got faded, and you asleep
And I'm thanking God that this was hella cheap
Sitting down, trying to the liquor down
Light, and sounds everything flickers now
Sick bound, the whole twists around
In front of the toilet assume the position to
Here it comes! out bounces all over the floor
Now I'm sitting in the mound
I'm just a clown and I'm I found it funny
you tripped over my shoes and hit the ground
Didn't know you would rip gown
Didn't think you would and get so loud, get so wound
Yeah I'm drunk, but I'm more a little proud
I'm leaving, fuck the you keep them, I'm getting out

Those are your
are my shoes
We've got