Missing Both of You
When will I see you again?
Maybe when my dieting is at an end
You supported me for all those years
Now there is so much pressure it brings tears
You helped me go places even when you were sore
Now I look down and I can't see you no more
Sometimes I think I'd like to pack it in and quit
But for now I just think I'll have another banana split
My wife says I'm a winner, but I'd really like to lose
Then maybe in six months I'd be able to tie my shoes
Life is funny, after all these years I find
I keep getting bigger, a waist is a terrible thing to mind
Now if I lose enough and then look down
I could see you and life would be so sweet
I miss my left one, I miss my right one
I miss both of you----- My Feet.
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