When I travel with you
To the California lull
I wonder if you’ll buy
Buy my shoes
Buy my shoes
When the radio is broke
And we are soaked through
I see the drive in your eyes
But I do not think you see
It in mine
And if you leave me somewhere
With my feet bare
I’ll love you anywhere but there
Made me walk
Made me walk
And as you drive into the city by
And leave me, oh, high and dry
They’ll embrace you like a son
And as I walk my small life
I’ll make a happy man a happy wife
And the city will swallow you whole
And spit you out old
And spit you out all alone
And if you leave me somewhere
With my feet bare
I’ll love you anywhere but there
I don’t think we are safe
I don’t think we are safe
I don’t think we are safe
I don’t think we are safe
But that might just be ok
But that might just be ok
And if you leave me somewhere
With my feet bare
I might just be ok
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