New Shoes
Here we go
Do your new shoes still kinda hurt when you walk?
'Cause you gotta break 'em in, you gotta run through the park
With your friends all around, runnin' all up and down
In their new shoes, red, orange, yellow, and brown
You got high tops, tennis shoes, sneakers and flags
It's my new shoes movin' me, you know that's a fact, alright
You gotta, you gotta
You gotta, you gotta do
You gotta, you gotta
Got a new pair of shoes
It's your best friend, Dana, flying high on the swings
And your girlfriend, Susie, is an angel when she sings
'Cause your mom and your dad took you down to the store
And they bought you new shoes even though they're kinda poor
Now you run and you play 'cause it's your kinda day
And your new shoes are gonna do whatever you say
But you know in your heart it would all fall apart
If your new shoes hadn't given you the new start, yeah
Get your new shoes
Get your new shoes
Get your new shoes
New shoes
Get your new shoes
Get your new shoes
Get your new shoes
Do your new shoes still kinda hurt when you walk?
'Cause you gotta break 'em in, you gotta run through the park
With your friends all around, running all up and down
In their new shoes, red orange yellow and brown
Now you run and you play 'cause it's your kinda day
And your new shoes are gonna do whatever you say, okay
Do your new shoes still kinda hurt when you walk?
'Cause you gotta break 'em in, you gotta run through the park
With your friends all around, runnin' all up and down
In their new shoes, red, orange, yellow, and brown
You got high tops, tennis shoes, sneakers and flags
It's my new shoes movin' me, you know that's a fact, alright
You gotta, you gotta
You gotta, you gotta do
You gotta, you gotta
Got a new pair of shoes
It's your best friend, Dana, flying high on the swings
And your girlfriend, Susie, is an angel when she sings
'Cause your mom and your dad took you down to the store
And they bought you new shoes even though they're kinda poor
Now you run and you play 'cause it's your kinda day
And your new shoes are gonna do whatever you say
But you know in your heart it would all fall apart
If your new shoes hadn't given you the new start, yeah
Get your new shoes
Get your new shoes
Get your new shoes
New shoes
Get your new shoes
Get your new shoes
Get your new shoes
Do your new shoes still kinda hurt when you walk?
'Cause you gotta break 'em in, you gotta run through the park
With your friends all around, running all up and down
In their new shoes, red orange yellow and brown
Now you run and you play 'cause it's your kinda day
And your new shoes are gonna do whatever you say, okay
Credits
Writer(s): Matt Benbrook, Jim Duguid, Paolo Giovanni Nutini
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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