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New Old Shoes

Spinning, twirling, jumping, hopping Sliding, bouncing there’s no stopping Crank the music, blast those speakers Gonna break in my brand new sneakers Nike and Adidas are both the same A perfect fit, or so they claim Tried them on and yelled in pain Used the lords name in vain Nothing like a new pair of shoes To give your feet the blister blues Pinching and squeezing your toes so tight Your dawgs will scream with all their might Now I walk like such a geek People laugh and call me freak Let me tell you what ain’t cool Hobbling ‘round like a drunken fool Wouldn’t it be so very sweet To buy new shoes that fit your feet A hundred bucks, and for what? Shoes that wrecked my normal strut Heed my warning and take my advice Great shoes come at a minimal price The salvation army is where you begin They have plenty of shoes already broke in But if you are embarrassed by stores of thrift My secret to you I give as a gift You’ll never be labeled a trailer trash hag If you carry your items in a Nordstroms bag

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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