In Her Shoes - Sophia Scott

Steppin' high in I. Miller shoes She could've been anything that she wanted A cutie thing from her head down to her toes Instead she chose to be nothing So nothing flew from the East to the West Coast Became a fiend! She was a dancer Became a Harlet! She was a black Donna queen Music men wrote songs about her Some sad, some sweet, some said were very mean Rock music played loud and clear for her Rock music took her youth and left her very dry She was used and abused by many men I asked her get up I'd rather you don't tell me why Tell her! Tell her! She could've been anything that she wanted She had bells from her head down to her toes Instead she choose to be nothing So nothing flew from the West back to the East Coast She rendered her services easily Because certian services were all she had to give And after the passing of a Savior She went and tried everything she could to stay here A dark mask used to hide her morning face A dark mask from her face upon her arms And when they told me that she had died They didn't have to tell me why or how she'd gone I knew! I knew! She came to the jungle from Milwaukee A-steppin' high in her I. Miller Shoes She was steppin'! Oh, in her I. Miller Shoes She came to the jungle from Milwaukee A-steppin' low in her I. Miller Shoes She was steppin'! Oh, in her I. Miller shoes She came to the jungle from Milwaukee She sat down in her I. Miller shoes She was steppin'! Oh, in her I. Miller shoes She was steppin'! Oh, in her I. Miller shoes Steppin' She was steppin'! Oh, in her I. Miller shoes She was steppin' Steppin'!

Who the fuck do you think you are? Why don't you piss off to your own fucking country? I'm not drunk, I'm just drinking I'm not lost, I'm just travelling I'm not screaming, I'm just talking I'm not slow, no, I'm just thinking (hey) I'm not religious, I just like believing I'd like to be honest, but I do a bit of thieving (thieving) I'm not foreign, no, I'm just human Hoping for a chance for my children And I have dreams, like you do So could you just try to walk in my shoes? (Try, try, try) (Try, try, try) (Try, try, try) To walk in my shoes (Try, try, try) (Try, try, try) (Try, try, try) To walk in my shoes To walk in my shoes To walk in my shoes (oh) To walk in my shoes To walk in my shoes

Two weeks away it feels like the whole world should've changed But I'm home now And things still look the same I think I'll leave it till tomorrow to unpack Try to forget for one more night That I'm back in my flat on the road Where the cars never stop going through the night To a life where I can't watch the sunset I don't have time I don't have time I've still got sand in my shoes And I can't shake the thought of you I should get on, forget you But why would I want to I know we said goodbye Anything else would've been confused but I wanna see you again Tomorrow's back to work and down to sanitation Run a bath and then clear up the mess I made before I left here Try to remind myself that I was happy here Before I knew that I could get on the plane and fly away From the road where the cars never stop going through the night To a life where I can watch the sunset And take my time Take all our time I've still got sand in my shoes And I can't shake the thought of you I should get on, forget you But why would I want to I know we said goodbye Anything else would've been confused but I wanna see you again I wanna see you again Two weeks away, all it takes to change and turn me around I've fallen I walked away and never said that I wanted to see you again I've still got sand in my shoes And I can't shake the thought of you I should get on, forget you But why would I want to I know we said goodbye Anything else would've been confused but I wanna see you again I've still got sand in my shoes And I can't shake the thought of you I should get on, forget you But why would I want to I know we said goodbye Anything else would've been confused but I wanna see you again I wanna see you again I wanna see you again