Monday, June 22, 2015

I’m singing, singing ‘bout my shoe




I know there's only, only one like you
I wonder how anyone could ever sew
Feels like, even before I step into
I'm stepping on early morning dew

I know there's only, only one like you
There's no way he could have made two
 I’m singing, singing ‘bout my shoe

I’m really crazy ‘bout you
You Took me to Alleys, I have never been through
Banal streets too look, exotic and new
Filling me with fervor that I never knew

That makes me crazy, crazy about you
There's no way he could have made two
 I’m singing ‘bout my shoe

I’ll dote on you until I’m 102 (hundered n’ two)
Don’t let anyone else step on you
‘Cause, I know there's only one like you
There’s no way there could be two