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

Those are your
These are my
got issues
3]
I can't find my shoes girl, how about
Here I am naked on your bathroom
I got faded, and you asleep
And I'm thanking God that this date was cheap
Sitting down, trying to keep the liquor
Light, stars and everything flickers now
bound, the whole room twists around
In of the toilet assume the position to drown
Here it comes! Whiskey out all over the floor
Now I'm in the bitches mound
I'm a clown and I'm sorry I found it funny
When you tripped my shoes and hit the ground
Didn't you would rip your gown
think you would shout and get so loud, get so wound
Yeah I'm drunk, but I'm more a little proud
I'm leaving, fuck the shoes you keep them, I'm out

Those are shoes
are my shoes
We've got