crowds are just old news But I've still got some sand in my shoes (Sand in my shoes) Brings memories of the salty air (Sand in my shoes) Whoa uh oh
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the whole Gotti family stay up This time around I ain't takin' no shit This time around I never get bit This time around I switched up my flow Got rid
I'ma just be me." I said, "Yeah, I see. But you don't understand what I really mean." Look at the manifest list It got my name down A bald head for the
I'll copy you I said, "Put your hands up and I'll copy you" Put your hands up and I'll copy you If you've got more to give then you've got to prove
limit I just paid, just brakes to break my lemon Didn't make enough juice for my pessimism So I'm not forgiven 'til my debts forgiven So I skim off
the air I breathe More than the food I eat More than the shoes on my feet Oh, you are more than to me The moment that I saw you Knew I was crazy for
ve got the clothes and everything to make you look Just like a king, But you can't, no you can't have my love. You've got a big automobile and a chauffeur
I'm down, I got the midnight fireworks while singin' blues Got my walking papers, got my walking shoes Oh, babe, you know I'm comin' to you I see your
the big city blues the sand of Findhorn Bay still clingin to my shoes I tried to re-start my life but the life I knew was gone I had to let go everything
I was born I flew back to New York City Singing the big city blues The sand of Findhorn Bay Still clinging to my shoes Tried to restart my life But
me sweetheart But I always say goodbye Cos I only love three people Me,myself and I I've got sand,burning sand in my shoes I've got sand,burning sand in my shoes I
you away Your aim was true when the pink bouquet Fell right into my hands We danced for hours and we drank champagne You screamed and laughed when I got
can I ask (I can see your arse) At last I shed my winter clothes At last I'm over the moon, I'm under the sun At last I met a girl Her head full of
change and turn me around I've fallen I walked away and never said That I wanted to see you again I've still got sand in my shoes and I can't shake
La la la la la la la MGM studios can't make the nut They're auctioning Dorothy's shoes Gable is gone, the good witch is a slut And I've got the parking
its way And through the walls they made their mudpies "I've got your mind" I said, she said, "I've your voice" I said, "You don't need my voice girl
Come pick me up in your ride I'm a cool low Jane With a skip on my feet I play tough as nails With my heart on my sleeve I'm nothing but a sandcastle
