County Orange Lyrics

	作曲 : Smith
	Our little friend
	He didn¹t want to wear
	His white buckled shoes
	Nor was barefoot
	His speed
	He didnt like grocery store feet
	He was a fussy little kid
	When it came to footwear
	But on friday he could wear whatever he damn well pleased
	The jive ass trickery
	That makes this anything
	But what it is
	Dressed in county orange or city gray
	Got rubber sandals
	Just to be safe
	Metaphorically speaking
	We find our little friend
	Back in his white buckled shoes again
	The monday if you will
	Of our friday
	Spent in tailored bliss
	But if you strip the myth
	Away from the man
	Its just one to six months
	Of mondays for our little friend

	zuo qu : Smith
	Our little friend
	He didn t want to wear
	His white buckled shoes
	Nor was barefoot
	His speed
	He didnt like grocery store feet
	He was a fussy little kid
	When it came to footwear
	But on friday he could wear whatever he damn well pleased
	The jive ass trickery
	That makes this anything
	But what it is
	Dressed in county orange or city gray
	Got rubber sandals
	Just to be safe
	Metaphorically speaking
	We find our little friend
	Back in his white buckled shoes again
	The monday if you will
	Of our friday
	Spent in tailored bliss
	But if you strip the myth
	Away from the man
	Its just one to six months
	Of mondays for our little friend

	zuò qǔ : Smith
	Our little friend
	He didn t want to wear
	His white buckled shoes
	Nor was barefoot
	His speed
	He didnt like grocery store feet
	He was a fussy little kid
	When it came to footwear
	But on friday he could wear whatever he damn well pleased
	The jive ass trickery
	That makes this anything
	But what it is
	Dressed in county orange or city gray
	Got rubber sandals
	Just to be safe
	Metaphorically speaking
	We find our little friend
	Back in his white buckled shoes again
	The monday if you will
	Of our friday
	Spent in tailored bliss
	But if you strip the myth
	Away from the man
	Its just one to six months
	Of mondays for our little friend

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