Talk to My Shoes

I talk to my shoes

I think you'll understand

It's what I do

And then I start again

I do this all day long

I talk to my shoes

It takes every little bit of concentration to manipulate my swizzle stick

Even then distraction wins as head begins to spin to see who just walked in

I talk to my shoes

Shes sitting over there

That what I do

I do this all day long

I talk to my shoes, talk to my shoes

Well I top off my Java with some sugar from my pocket just to buy some time

Cause I'm out of my mind in love

I talk to my shoes, shes sitting over there, thats what I do, I do this all day long

I talk to my shoes, I talk to my shoes

I let imagination control the situation like a hollywood

Yeah, then I thought I wrote this song so I can end it anyway I want to so I did

There's something in her hair

What do I do

She's going to see me stare

I do this all day long

I talk to my shoes, talk to my shoes

Well, in spite of circumstances I sense a certain sadness when I caught her eye

She gave me a smile she said

How do you do

Won't you pull up a chair

Something wrong with your shoe

I do this all day long

I talk to my shoes