
Sharp Strut
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Lyrics
Intro
Yeah
You know
Sometimes a man just needs the right foundation
To stand tall
To feel the soul
In every single stride
Verse 1
Narrow
Sharp enough to cut the heavy glass
Tapered leather on the gas
Fine
Black calfskin
Polished till I see my face
Moving at a steady pace
Down on 12th street
Cold
Cold stone
Silver buckles on the side
Nowhere left for me to hide
Looking good
Feeling right
Chorus
Winkle picker
Winkle picker
I am walking in my winkle picker shoes
Pointed perfection
Winkle picker
Winkle picker
Got nothing left to lose
Winkle picker shoes
Winkle picker shoes
Verse 2
Stiff soles
Pavement clicking like a metronome
Long way from my childhood home
Vicious
Vicious points
Stretching out toward the curb
Something that you cant disturb
Mean
Real mean
I walk, I wait, I wonder
Hear the rolling summer thunder
Blue smoke
Thin heels
Tracing lines across the floor
Leaving you wanting more
So sharp
Chorus
Winkle picker
Winkle picker
I am walking in my winkle picker shoes
Pointed perfection
Winkle picker
Winkle picker
Got nothing left to lose
Winkle picker shoes
Winkle picker shoes
Bridge
They say the tip is dangerous
They say the style is strange
But when I lace them up
I feel the whole world change
I feel it change
I feel it change
Oh baby
Chorus
Winkle picker
Winkle picker
I am walking in my winkle picker shoes
Pointed perfection
Winkle picker
Winkle picker
Got nothing left to lose
Winkle picker shoes
Winkle picker shoes
Outro
Keep on walking
Pointed shoes
Sharp shoes
Style shoes
Yeah
Take me home
In my winkle pickers
Real fine
Real sharp
Goodnight
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