My good shoes are resting
uh...under the couch.
You know, those fancy wing-tip style
snazzy shoes.
They heard about my slackerly life and thought
"what the hell,
maybe we'll try that."
I like to dust them off
and wear them sometimes
to look nice
or maybe just feel important.
Walk down the hallway,
make that distinct loud sound
(clomp, clomp, clomp).
The sound that says
"everybody notice me"
(clomp, clomp, clomp)
"I'm a professional"
(clomp, clomp, clomp)
"I've got things to do"
(clomp, clomp, clomp)
"'cause I'm and important person"
(clomp, clomp, clomp).
But for now my good shoes are resting
uh... under the couch.
- John Bauman
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