Lyrics Analysis of a Song

With a stain in his shoes now and a hole in his scene,

and a whole red map against

the color boss dying.

For chickens and my hippie kid are cold, baby, stay at Little

Joe.

With a stain in his shoes now and a hole in his scene,

and a whole red map against

the color boss dying.

Well, this is same way to the club we've seen.

You know it's all another Jersey girl, baby, this year.

You'd have come and not choose no pine, but not sure how the whole world

is getting

on the club with no time.

Oh, but this is just then, why the shoes are gonna mend.

You could trust in a match called to radio girls.

Oh, Saturday.

Aye, aye, aye, senseless. Any girls so go with

bezel eyes.

You can call the maid and say what please, and call the next and I choose,

oh, all right.

Aye, aye, aye, senseless. Any girls so go with

bezel eyes.

Please, and call the next and I choose, oh, all right.

Well, I see those sleeping and they came to the scene.

The lamb is just an open door, whole heart contained. Lamb faces go.

With the scene and the stain, look, the shoes are coming pain.

This is too early 'cause another forward cries of stain.

Aye, aye, aye, senseless. Any girls so go with

bezel eyes.

You can call the maid and say what please, and call the next and I choose,

oh, all right.

You'd ask your knob please, you can call them in dole.

There's paper out there so I'll pick me all.

Aye, aye, aye, senseless. Any girls so go with

bezel eyes.

You can call the maid and say what please, and call the next and I choose,

oh, all right.

You'd ask your knob please, you can call them in dole.

There's paper out there so I'll pick me

all.