Lyrics:
Or I won't be your little man at all
Honey let me be your salty dog
Look it here Sal, I know you
Run down stocking and a wore out shoe
Honey let me be
Big Red Shoe, always make me think about you, yeah
Big Red Shoe
Always make me think about
you
World so small
Take a big-big walk
Sounds like small
Welcome to our show
Welcome to our show
It's a good show
Big big shoe, it's really huge
Our good TV show
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba doo wa
Big big TV show
Yeah
Yeah
What, yeah
I beat my wife, with a shoe
Dang
That bitch got the flu
Yeah
I wear my blue, cowboy hat
Yeah, yeah
She cook a stew
I hate stew
Ain't got a dime to my name,
What a terrible shame
Ho Hum, ho ho Hum.
Just found a hole in my shoe,
And my stockin' sticks through
Ho Hum, ho
lover boys
With big bad bedroom eyes
I never loved a man I trusted
As far as I could pitch my shoe
Ooh, 'til I loved you
(I'm a lucky girl, I'm
part
You'll think you're goin' blind
You can talk about your daily grind
While she'll dish out that old soft shoe
If makin' money doesn't soothe
Everybody look at me,
But nobody knows
What I have, who I am...
Don't tell me what I have to do
(To do)
I'm not have you, my shoe!
(My shoe)
I know
Woah
Woah yeah
Yeah, woah
Woah, woah
Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Yeah, yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Yeah, Saint Laurent shoe
Saint Laurent shoe
Saint
was
Somebody hanging around because
In their eyes I am something to see
Like a hole in my head, like a rock in my shoe
Like an ache in my heart
takin' a chance on love.
I walk around with a horse shoe, in clover I lie.
And brother rabbit of course you better kiss your, foot good-bye.
On that
And blind Willie Time, he had a dime shoe shine
Stand down on Beale Street
And Willie would stop and say "Hello"
To all the shoes he'd meet
"Why are you so
to town, to find a job
Tryin' to keep your hands warm
But the hole in your shoe,let the snow
Come through and it chills to the bone,
Boy, you better
She ate the apple, fell asleep, while the garden grew
Prince Charming got lost, never gave her back her shoe
She grew tired of being faithful
I can't go on cuz there's a rock in my shoe
I can't go on cuz there's a stick in my shoe
I can't go on because there's sand in my shoe
What should I
on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it's motion love
If I prove false to thee
Oh, who'll shoe your pretty little feet
And who'll
stepping out this old brown shoe
Baby, I'm in love with you
I'm so glad you came here, it won't be the same now
I'm telling you
You know you pick me up
Lady Supermarket with an apple in her basket
Knocks in the manager's door
Grooming to the muzak from a speaker in shoe rack
Lays out her goods
Trying to keep your hands warm
But the hole in your shoe let the snow come through
And it chills to the bone, boy
You’d better go home where it’s warm
She's playing with a puppy
Toy store, pet store, shoe store, music store
Toy store, pet store, shoe store, music store
Toy store, pet store, shoe store,
Pale are the snowflakes that fall for us
There's one tiny shoe outside in the corridor
Pale are the peonies you grew, my love
The color of your
Well, why don't you love me like you used to do
How come you treat me like a worn out shoe
My hair's still curly and my eyes are still blue
Why
toenail
And I hid the speed deep inside my shoe
Ness, Vedder, and Beck:
Come on, come on down, Sweet Virginia
Come on, honey child, I beg of you
Come on,
The old man knows very well
Going down by the snowbank, there's a mound
A mound that an old man knows good
Look who raises his shoe all over this
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