TOUCH MY SHOES
Break them, oink them, grease them
and polish them too. I don't care what
you do. We can put them on a clothesline
as art if you'd like. My shoes have paid
dues. They have a right to be anywhere.
What I'm talking about is the blue-sky
path to my new harem. There, you have
to take your shoes off. Go ahead. Break
them, oink them, grease them and polish.
I don't care what you do. We can put them
on a clothesline, if you'd like, as art. My
shoes have paid dues. They have a right
to be anywhere. What I'm talking about
is the blue-sky path to my new harem.
There, you have to take your shoes off.
Go ahead. Break them, oink them....
Well, you get the gist, and you can do
this all day; ad infinitum, as they say.
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