New Shoes - Tuune

Concorde flies in my room Tears the house to shreds Defines the night as such A home for us, stick insects And leaves no trace of luck At every market town that we intersect I die like 15 times The dark blue stem brings me to their breasts And I'm feeling kinda normal with a packed lunch Train rides don't hurt much these days And we're all working on ourselves And we're praying that the rest don't mind How much we've changed So if you see me looking strange with a fresh style I'm still not feeling that great And then his in soft focus all around you You can't see the football game On my dad's sofa, we are still And we never look at our phones anymore Oh, I can't think of anything better Pick a hair off my sweater And drown in me Like boyfriend jeans Oh, I haven't felt this way in, like, ever I am the convo, you are the weather And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek And it tortures me And I haven't felt this way in, like, ever I am the convo, you are the weather And the clamp is a cracked smile cheek And it tortures me In my bed sheets now wet Of Charlie, I pray to forget All I've been forms the drone We sing the rest Oh, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest In my bed sheets now wet Of Charlie, I pray to forget All I've been forms the drone We sing the rest Oh, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest Oh, in my bed sheets now wet Of Charlie, I pray to forget All I've been forms the drone We sing the rest Oh, your generous loan to me Your crippling interest

Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes, woo Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes Betty Lou, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes Well, she walked in the shoe store She picked out a shoe She tried on a twelve But that wouldn't do Betty Lou, Betty Lou Got a new pair of shoes Betty Lou bought a new pair of shoes Betty Lou, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes Well, she cracked up Over the solid fit Walking down the street With her brand new kids Betty Lou, Betty Lou Got a new pair of shoes Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes Betty Lou, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes Well, she's walking down the street She met an undertaker He tried to bury her new shuedabakers Betty Lou, Betty Lou Got a new pair of shoes Betty Lou bought a new pair of shoes Betty Lou, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh Betty Lou got a new pair of, yeah Well, she went to a rock And roll party the other night Someone stepped on her shuedabakers And she started a fight Betty Lou, Betty Lou Got a new pair of shoes Betty Lou bought a new pair of shoes Betty Lou, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes Well, she walked in the shoe store Gave the man a tip Told him to go buy Hisself a rocket ship Betty Lou, Betty Lou Got a new pair of shoes Betty Lou bought a new pair of shoes Betty Lou, ah ooh, ah ooh, ah ooh Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes, yeah Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes, woo Look at that girl walking Down the street, yeah Woo, she's stepping higher than a kite Yeah with them shiny new Shuedabakers she's got on Whoa, I dig them kids, yeah Betty Lou got a new pair of shoes

Tell me about it... Ooh! Men. Have you ever tried to figure them out? Huh, me too, but I ain't got no clue How 'bout you? Men are like shoes Made to confuse Yeah, there's so many of 'em I don't know which ones to choose (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ah, sing it to me If you agree There's the kind made for runnin' The sneakers and the low down heels The kind that will keep you on your toes And every girl knows how that feels (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ouch, ah, sing it with me You've got your kickers and your ropers Your everyday loafers, some that you can never find You've got your slippers and your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers Man, don't ya hate that kind? Some you wear in, some you wear out Some you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate 'em And sometimes you love 'em I guess it all depends on which way you rub 'em But a girl can never have too many of 'em It's amazing what a little polish will do... Men are like shoes... Some make you feel ten feet tall Some make you feel so small Some you want to leave out in the hall Or make you feel like kicking the wall (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Ah, sing it with me, girls Ooh! (yeah, yeah, yeah) Mmm. You've got your kickers and your ropers Your everyday loafers, some that you can never find You've got your slippers and your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers Man, don't ya hate that kind? Some you wear in, some you wear out Some you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate 'em And sometimes you love 'em I guess it all depends on which way you rub 'em But a girl can never have too many of 'em Some can polish up pretty good... Ah, men are like shoes. It's amazing what a little polish will do Some clean up good, just like.new Some you can't afford, some are real cheap Some are good for bummin' around on the beach You've got your kickers and your ropers Your everyday loafers, yeah some that you can never find You've got your slippers and your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers And man, don't ya hate that kind? You've got your kickers and your ropers Your everyday loafers, some that you can never find You've got your slippers and your zippers Your grabbers and your grippers Man, don't ya hate that kind? Some you wear in, some you wear out Some you wanna leave behind Sometimes you hate 'em And sometimes you love 'em I guess it all depends on which way you rub 'em But a girl can never have too many of 'em I ain't got time for the flip-flop kind... Men are like shoes!

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