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Magic Shoes
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Rock
Magic Shoes was released on April 9, 2010 by Frank Octane Experiment as a part of the album Fiction to Shame
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Release DateApril 9, 2010
LabelFrank Octane Experiment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Great Crusades
The Great Crusades
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Blair Leach
Brian Blair Leach
Songwriter
Christian James Moder
Christian James Moder
Songwriter
Brian Krumm
Brian Krumm
Songwriter
Brian G Hunt
Brian G Hunt
Songwriter

Lyrics

Better go to Thibodaux
I'm going down the river, I'm going to you
I'm going down the river with a Southern Belle
And isn't that divine, we'll drop him off at Schriever?
We ought to go to Thibodaux, and yours truly is the driver
The belle of the ball of Bourbon Street
Got it in her head that we could meet
Dance out on Gentily Road (I got no time for trickery)
Or is that just what I been told
I'm going down the river (I got no time for drudgery)
I'm going to you, I'm going to you
I can do the Mashed Potato, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
I can the Boogaloo, Sue (you're fooling yourself)
I put on my magic shoes, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
I got nothing left to lose, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
Now, we're riding in a cab that somehow we hailed on the road
The back seat was missing so we sat up in the front
Through the floor and through the door we see the moving ground
But the cabbie said, "Sit tight, yeah, don't make a sound"
To dance to Jimmy Reed that's all I want to make you see
I don't want to make a scene, but she's looking like she could scream
He said, "Here's a solution to pollution, why don't you take a walk?"
I can do the Alligator, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
I can do the Mashed Potato, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
I put on my magic shoes, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
I got nothing left to lose, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
Everybody always told me I had two left feet
I always wanted to prove them wrong by showing them I'm so sweet
One day, I gonna part the Red Sea with my depraved Watusi
I got bigger dancing shoes than all of you and Robert E. Lee
And isn't that divine, we'll drop him off at Schriever (I got no time for trickery)
We're on our way to Thibodaux, and yours truly is the driver (fooling yourself)
I can do the Bossa Nova, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
I got my legs they crossing over, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
I put on my magic shoes, yeah (you're fooling yourself)
I'm gonna part the Red Sea with my Watusi (you're fooling yourself)
Written by: Brian Blair Leach, Brian G Hunt, Brian Krumm, Christian James Moder
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