Well i'm always walking around With my eyes aimed at the ground I swear it's like my chin could hit my chest And if you see me pass you by I wouldn't hold it against you If you went and diagnosed me as depressed But really that's not it at all, i'm happy as a clam I can't tell you the last time i felt stressed I'm just making my way Looking around while you think i've got the blues But really all i'm trying to do it Take a hard look at your shoes Are they loubs Are they loubs? Yeah one day if i do things smart Work extra late and extra hard I should be able to throw something in the bank And once i finally made it, i'll call you on the phone And make plans to go shopping, whaddaya thank? But there's no way we can end the day Before the thrill is gone I'm taking you out for some OTKs And i will help you put them on Yeah those loubs Loubs Yeah clothes are nice, and jewelry We'll have to do things right Whatever you want, you won't hear me say no 'til i'm seein' red 'til i'm seein' red under your heels, i'm seein' redTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
