| I got a fast car, go cruisin’down the highway
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| A corvette stingray, I do it my way
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| Got a good job, makin’lots of money
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| I look good and I’m funny, so why’m I lonesome honey
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| The gypsy said the problem with you
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| You need some sensible shoes
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| Look at this black book, it’s loaded with phone numbers
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| Potential lovers, new worlds to discover
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| You would think I really have it made now
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| New rayban shades but I’m a heartache on parade now
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| I walk around with the blues
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| I need some sensible shoes
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| Sensible shoes, ones that will lead me back to you
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| Sensible shoes, cuz you’re the only lover who was ever true
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| I need some sensible shoes
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| All my friends now, they look up to me
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| They wish they could be a lot more like me But they don’t know and they can’t see |