Paper Shoes - Hawksley Workman

hang on, hang on now, hang on, hang your paper shoes

where do you think you’re going now,

that it’s raining, come on now, come on now, come you soggy old airplane wings

now that we’ve heard you sing, we think you should wither

but singing is about sexual confidence

so sing out your stuff if you feel good enough to let the moment just hit you,

if the music just beficks you

oh, to let your very choose just light out from in between your legs,

that intimate hideout

i, i dont mind, i dont mind to be naked

i still like to feel the wind on all my soft places

but you, you haven’t killed that yet, although you’ve been trying

its hard to get on with your poking and your crying but i have or at least i

think i have

and i should’ve been, i should’ve been, i should have been, i should have been

a girl

oh with the way i can dance, my moes are amazing

you may want to think that you want to try, you want to try, try try to fence

me in but i dont reccomend

i blow the roof right off this place

cause dancing is about sexual confidence

so shake up your stuff and if you feel good enough to let the moment just hit

you if the music bepicks (?) you

to let the fairy choose, just light out from inbetween your legs,

your intimate hideout

so dont you, get lazy on me sweet harley baby

now, dont you get lazy on me sweet harley baby

dont you get lazy on me sweet harley baby

fly, up the cannon for me sweet harley baby

and warm blue nights descend on you and me sweet harley baby

so dont you get lazy on me sweet harley baby

dont turn up on the ground

just doesnt to the peace while swimming cool

and let yourself renew

a merry thing to do the skies

i should’ve been, i should have been, i should’ve been, i should have been a

girl

oh with the way i