From the baby in the womb to the burden in the room
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From the body in the tomb to the man in the moon mhm.
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From the bottom of the hill to the top of the hill
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From the hole in your head when you can't sit still
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All wrapped up in a cotton bud
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Watch the sun go down, watch it come back up.
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Take another sip from the broken cup
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Drippin' little tap keeps me woken up, oh
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Oh oh, ohh
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Chorus:
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New shoes, old blues
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Walking round the streets of London town singing
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Up on the roof
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If I lose, you lose
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You and I could spend our time just lying dreaming
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Of Hollywood
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With these new shoes.
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From the people in the front to the people in the back
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To the people in the back, can you hear the stack?
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From the down and the out to the uptown girl
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From the daisy chain to the string of pearls
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All wrapped up in a cotton bud
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Watch the sun go down and watch it come back up, mhm
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mhm mhm
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2 x Chorus:
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New shoes, old blues
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Walking round the streets of London town singing
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Up on the roof
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If I lose, you lose
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You and I could spend our time just lying dreaming
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Of Hollywood
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With these new shoes.
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New Shoes
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| Travis |
