Steppin' 11s

I'm at sixes and sevens
Can't put my size 11s
One in front of the other
Don't know where I'm heading

But I've learned my lesson
To keep my size 11s
Pointed and steppin'
Yeah, pointed and steppin'

I never said I was okay
But the miles behind me
Have a lot to say about right and left
Alternating

I'm not looking for easy
But you could never be me
The look on your face
Says you know your place is watching

La, la la, la la
La la la la la
La, la la, la la
La, la la, la la
La la la la la
La, la la, la la

The hard way is a mess, and
That means nothing I'm guessing
Now there's blood on the stones
And time is pressing

But I've learned my lesson
To keep my size 11s
Pointed and steppin'
Yeah, pointed and steppin'

I never said I was okay
But the miles behind me
Have a lot to say about right and left
Alternating

I'm not looking for easy
But you could never be me
The look on your face
Says you know your place is watching

La, la la, la la
La la la la la
La, la la, la la
La, la la, la la
La la la la la
La, la la, la la

Make money, shake down the peach tree, stands to the Xanadu
Keep shaking life a leaf in the breeze under red state purview
And after all this settles down to the bottom of the gene pool
Putting one in front of the other is the last thing left to do

La, la la, la la
La la la la la
La, la la, la la
La, la la, la la
La la la la la
La, la la, la la



Credits
Writer(s): Spencer Ian Barnes, Cal Landis Henry, Lea Meagan Campbell
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