Buying Shoes - John Powell, José Serebrier, Bruce Dukov, The Hollywood Studio Symphony & Carlinhos Brown

One, two, three, four Never sleep 'cause we night owls Roam the streets when the lights out Get you all that you deserve Sometimes I wish we could reverse VVS, and you're brighter Spendin' 'til I'm down to nada Red on your new bottoms I can't seem to get you out 'em Do what I'm likin' This feelin's so righteous How did you know I wouldn't fight this? Baby go spend it all Let's catch a flight Then eat, get the 'itis' Hopin' some day I don't wake up I'll pay up Feels like I'm buyin' more time So keep groovin' and don't stop What you're doin' I'm buyin' more time 'Cause I need an overdose of that And tell me you're mine, ooh ooh Mine, ooh ooh Mine, ooh ooh You're mine, and tell me you're mine, ooh ooh Mine, ooh ooh Mine, ooh ooh You're mine I can't get off her love I can't get off her drug I get the panickin' When she go vanishin' Ain't no sign in the shade room She say "Broke bitches they be late soon" Know I like it when you make rules Tell me more I can pay you Do what I'm likin' This feelin's so righteous How did you know I wouldn't fight this? Baby go spend it all Let's catch a flight Then eat, get the 'itis' Hopin' some day I don't wake up I'll pay up Feels like I'm buyin' more time So keep groovin' and don't stop What you're doin' I'm buyin' more time 'Cause I need an overdose of that And tell me you're mine, ooh ooh Mine, ooh ooh Mine, ooh ooh You're mine, and tell me you're mine, ooh ooh Mine, ooh ooh Mine, ooh ooh You're mine Tell me you're mine Fancy car, ride on my heart Fancy car, shy? You ain't shy, no Hurt, more than you know Ice, diamond and gold The vice, all that we know The life, diamond and gold The vice, all that we know The lies, all that we know Goodbyes, all that she knows The life, all that she'll know

I fly I soar This I Adore And then like a locomotive The sound of your sorrow comes I'm tired of the way it feels I only apologized to you to make you feel better But I think I've outgrown that horsehair sweater I'd rather be alone You're 'bout as reliable as paper shoes in bad weathers But pain will roll off like water on feathers You'd fly You'd soar But then like a locomotive The sound of your sorrow comes I'm tired of the way it feels I only apologized to you to make you feel better But I think I've outgrown that horsehair sweater I'd rather be on my own You're 'bout as reliable as paper shoes in bad weathers But pain will roll off like water on feathers I'm tired of the way it feels I only apologized to you to make you feel better But I think I've outgrown that horsehair sweater I'd rather be alone You're 'bout as reliable as paper shoes in bad weathers But pain will roll off like water on feathers