Lyrics:
I knew a man
"Bojangles" and
He'd dance for you
In worn out shoes
Silver hair
A ragged shirt
And baggy pants
The old Soft Shoe
He jumped so
hair, your shirt, you look great
My eyes are fluttering ok
Was going home standing on that train
At least I had my songs
And as I leaned on that metal
Long hair
Long shirt
All tied down
I was never gonna be
Just a nother girl in the crowd
Only I know
Every time I think of you
I still feel you on my
I loved your face, I loved your hair
Your T-shirts and your evening wear
As for the world, the job, the war
I ditched them all to love you more
meet that man With his collared shirt and his hair done right
He don't look like much of a man And I bet he ain't up for steppin' outside
So tell me
come back every time
We never go out of style, we never go out of style
You've got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt
And I got that good girl
and my hair and my shirt
Look at the heart in my chest and my work
Don't look at my jeans and my hair and my shirt
Look at the heart in my chest and my
already sees her
Blue eyes brown hair and a striped shirt
Never got a chance to tell her that I need her
Can't tell what I want when I see her
Gotta get it
a see-through tan and a pinky diamond ring (yeah)
Slicked-back hair, shirt to his thigh
Import silk slave labor dyed
Hey, hey baby, we've gotta get out
Just a country boy that combed his hair
And put on a shirt his mother made and went on the air
And he shook it like a chorus girl
And he shook it like
back every time
'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You got that long hair, slicked back, white T-shirt
And I got that good girl
hair do
And a shirt I can see straight through
So don't try to say your accidentally cute
Pretty little lady how did your teeth get so white
You got
hair, shirt unbuttoned I'm half nude
Pep talks in the bathroom, she stayed over till past noon
Now it's late night, I just got that drunk text
Passing by
Looks like a covering
Just a hair-shirt that I have to wear
It fits me pretty well
From the feel I can surely tell
That it's something meant for me
It's
that is so loud
Permeates the room
It's almost over
Hair-shirt
Hits you where it hurts
Oh how can this be worse
Just stick around and see
It's almost
Special, you claimed, inspired my hair-shirt
Conclusion drawn from an askew view of the Past
Found evidence to the contrary, opening my eyes, at last
Claimed
They just re-paint the faces
And nothing ever changes
Not here
Not here
A hair shirt and a bible
Crave, deprave it all
Well some their hearts die
of the horrors
Least of the horrors
At least they are well lit, well
Here is the thing, here is the thing
Old billionaire dead, buried in his hair shirt
to get some fame
New shoes, new hair, new pants, new shirts, new hats
cnd new style and take a look
Competition is a new, new motto of my life
Get over
come back every time
'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style
You got that long hair, slicked back, white T-shirt
And I got that good
I knew a man Bojangles and he danced for you
In worn out shoes
Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants
The old soft shoe
He jumps so high,
I knew a man Bojangles and he'd dance for you in worn out shoes
Silver hair, ragged shirt and baggy pants, that old soft shoe
He'd jump so high,
We, the starving volunteers the ones who
Go without the shoeless, hair-shirts, bonded
Veiled seekers of the drought now stand
Before your floral gate
Every time i fall i'm reeled back up
Two can play but there's no fair game
When my shirt is your shirt and your hair is untamed
You can say that there's
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