various sizes styles colors and hues
always end up so damn confused
cause you never know just which pair to choose.
Don’t know what kind of statement to make
cause when it comes to feet so much is at stake.
Hate to lead anyone to biased misjudging
begrudgingly by a simple fashion mistake.
Laces can break and soles may wear thin
so much can be told by the style one wears
they tend to show others the state that you’re in
and what kind of interests you both might share.
If you’re always wearing running shoes
sooner or later you’re bound to run
around and around in those circles
on that track that you’ve found yourself on.
And it’s never any fun getting winded
always full circle back to the beginning
just when you think the race has finished
you realize that it’s never ending.
So instead you break out your boogie shoes
thinking that luck might appear if you dance
and you find yourself swaying back and forth to the blues
when you were hoping to waltz with romance.
I’ve never been much of a cat for scat
but those jazz men knew where the shoe was at
“shoe be doo be doobie do wop”
Simply stated this is that;
If you’re always waiting for the shoe to drop
my advice to you is to simply stop
taking it to the most precarious spot
and placing it all the way up on top
because in time it’s bound to be found
on the ground, where it initially belonged
the self fulfilling prophecy
always proving that you’re never wrong.
I highly recommend that every once in a while
whether or not they’re your size or style
you try to walk at least a mile
in another’s shoes to know their trial.
So I guess my point, the moral of the story
I choose barefoot and fancy free.
I’m on my way down to the beach right now
and you’re more than welcome to join me.