02 janeiro, 2009

Shuffle my Feet

and i would like
to tell you waht’s true
but what’s the point
i can’t get to you
and i cannot get a date
’cause you know me
i’ll be late
i shuffle my feet
to the beat on the city street
and i don’t wanna
lay you a line
i haven’t had a motor
in quite some time
materials are rubbish
and since i’ve grown
the less i have
the more i own
i shuffle my feet
to the beat on the city street
don’t get in my way
i gotta deadline to meet
don’t ask me for change
i barely eat
nothing stops me
once my feet hit the concrete
shuffle my feet
shuffly my feet to the beat
on the city street
boy
don’t get in my way
I gotta deadline to meet
don’t ask me for change
I barely eat
nothing stops me once my feet
hit the concrete

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