Tytuł: Flying shoes
- Wykonawca: Hans Theessink
- Wy¶wietleń: 265
Baby baby don't you know
What happened to me a while ago
I may be wrong and I may be right
When I came home and I turned on the light
Somebody running out your backdoor
Never seen a thing move that fast before
Flying shoes, flying shoes
Running like a bullet, down the avenue
Baby baby take my advice
I tell you once and I tell you twice
Mama I want you to understand
I don't want you messing with no other man
Hey baby don't you fool around with me
'Cause I'm as jealous as a man can be
Flying shoes, flying shoes
Running like a bullet, down the avenue
Trouble hiding on a big old tree
Old man trouble ain't no friend to me
Looked him straight in the eye as I turned around
Son-of-a-bitch came tumbling down
Big bang as he hit the floor
Sure won't bother me no more
Flying shoes, flying shoes
Running like a bullet, down the avenue
