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Would you if I remove... MY... UHH?
Nah they. clean.
I mean.
You wanna look at the of...?
1]
My shoes are clean girl, how yours?
Here we are sitting on your living floor
Listening to some from your collection
in between a coma and an erection
Staring at the skin on your shoulder
And you take your eyes off my poker face
I'm wasted, and your as sober as
Knocking door to door, trying to to road
the Mormon's paved
If she was here on your sofa with a beer on a
She'd of told 'ya my game was way over played
Make no
I love the way you taste like yogurt and clover cigarettes
Girl me leg!
So I'ma gonna trade shoes for rollerskates
And I'ma stay just as long as there is a whore to pay
But some of us already the rent
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 muddy girl, how yours?
Here we are on your bedroom floor
I'm drunk so I'm looking 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 like they know they taking victory
But not tonight, right, make some history
Get up in your and direct it like a symphony
Let me get to be the man of your
'Cause meddeling kids don't understand your sensitivity
Show some
Let me kiss your
talk about a pretty bird and a busy bee
If I live to see fifty, I'ma be a tipsy, old man
following my kid beliefs
I know it really your responsibility
So we'll be strait I take a hit of Listerine

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

Those are shoes
are my shoes
We've got