White Shoes

[Verse 1: Rob Roy]

Follow the bark toward the bite!
Some play the part, but ain't realize yet and then be like -
The heart is where all the hardship is harnessed
And honest to God, if we all could decide best in August
Then September and October, I'd make the most of
Not make a fortress and close to the pub-lic
No pub-lic school could teach me that
Well, maybe one if
The sub-ject is Advanced Placement Portfolio for Last Place Finishers
On behalf of that bouncing in all surrounding neighborhoods and native woods
I put one foot into the hook, one in the verse
2 in the crib, then in the hearse
3 in the hip, and if it hurts - I guess it worked, but ain't no dirt on my white-

[Hook: Rob Roy]

Shoo-oooes, shoo, ooo, ooooh

[Verse 2: Rob Roy]

I'm fly like a seagull over by the beach shore
But no one really seems sure
Even me some weeks, or
Maybe once or twice toward the end of Sunday night
More or lesser than I'd like for
'Til I tie my white-tongued-

[Hook: Rob Roy]

Shoo-oooes, shoo, ooo, ooooh