Lyrics:
goes to unthought-of dimensions
Why's it so fly? 'Cause hip-hop kept some drama
When Butterfly rocked the light blue-suede Pumas
What by the cut we
a cougar to hunt for food
Sphinx cats they born to be nude
A serval to shine my shoes
Mir-mur to sing my blues
Cats keep purrin’ in my head
sons-a-bitch you've ever seen
I dress in blue-yes navy blue
From head to toe I'm rather drab except my patent shoes
I make 'em shine, well most the time
"Yo, is this your cat?" "Awww, yes! Where'd you find him at?"
"He was stuck in a tree up by uptown Manhattan"
"Well, how the hell did you save him? Are
on the fucking streets
money planted on trees
fat cats getting fatter
daddy warbucks
fighting tooth an nail
fat stacks
gold bricks
diamond suits
blue suede shoes
Down the road there was a man walking, walking
Knapsack round his back radio talking, talking
And his blue suede shoes are covered in mud, but it no
Down the road there was a man walking, walking
Knapsack round his back radio talking, talking
And his blue suede shoes are covered in mud, but it
known by the name of old Johnny Dhu
Of all the trade's that's going,
sure begging is the best
For when a man is tired,
he can sit down and rest
He can beg
the dogs and the cats in the boat, yea yea yea,
You don't need no shoes, you won't feel the blues,
When you're sitting down here by the riverside,
minister's really got the blues
All the heads of state are busy playing cat & mouse
'Cause you can see none of them have ever paid their dues
God knows
Queen of south beach, aging blues
Dinners at six, wear your cement shoes
I thought you were singing your heart out to me
Your lips were syncing and now
known from the Liffy on down to Segu
And I'm known by the name of Little Johnny Doo
Of all the trades a-goin' sure a-beggin' is the best
When a man gets
while I'm singin' Blue Suede Shoes
Girl, I wanna love you like the first time, oh!
Listen I just wanna tell ya
You got the lips that I wanna taste
There's a few things I've gotta say to you
Like the fact that I don't appreciate the way you step on my blue suede shoes
When the king directly
shoes
It's a new game doing, lemme give ya the rules
Get outta line and I'ma give ya the blues
It's a new game doing, lemme give ya the rules
Get
knockin’ on heaven’s door
U2 can wear the blue suede shoes
Young, Dire Straits, Valens, the Police
Marley, Joplin, Taylor, Patti Smith,
Ramones, Deep
rings the close of play as the last wave uncovers
The newfangled way.
But your new shoes are worn at the heels and
Your suntan does rapidly peel
shoes
It's a new game doing, lemme give ya the rules
Get outta line and I'ma give ya the blues
It's a new game doing, lemme give ya the rules
Get
the ground
Her two-weeks notice just blew into town
There goes a red-head, a legend in a blue chevrolet
He cools the evening with a Pabst Blue Ribbon
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off
Walking on the moon in blue suede shoes
Well I saw dr. Smith and the robot too
I had a martian burger
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off
Walking on the moon in blue suede shoes
Well I saw dr. Smith and the robot too
I had a martian burger
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off
Walking on the moon in blue suede shoes
Well I saw dr. Smith and the robot too
I had a martian burger
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off
Walking on the moon in blue suede shoes
Well I saw dr. Smith and the robot too
I had a martian burger
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 Blast off
Walking on the moon in blue suede shoes
Well I saw dr. Smith and the robot too
I had a martian burger
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