My Old Shoe/Our Final Wish
by Iris
Intro: E G# A A, E G# A A
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He leans back, picks up his fork
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Looks nervous down at the pork, he search his pocket
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hold my breath as knees hit the ground
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he bends down pick up his sock, and this is how it sounds
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Would you check out my old shoes
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your cooking is way too good, not something to throw away
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Would you do me the honor to do the dish
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And honey tomorrow, what about fish?
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(Lady, you wish)
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I said I’d wait for you till the end
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But dear I never really knew, what that meant
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I never pictured the red Sedan
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Housekeeping instead of law, and you going on about
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Those big old holes in those damn shoes
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And how my cooking is too good, for you to throw away
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I keep doing you the honor taking the dish
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And honey tomorrow, (do your own fucking fish!)
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(Lady, you wish)
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(I can always wish) (m-m)
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the same old song the same routine, kid, house and dog
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then he hands me a box, said here's the deal:
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(Oh)Please marry this old shoe
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Your cooking is so darn good, let me have a bite on my last day
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Would do me the honor? He asked with a kiss
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Honey let it wait, forget that fish
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Lady, you're my wish.
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My one final wish.
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The single wish I have- -mmmmhm.
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I said I'd wait for you till the end
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And dear I finally think I know what I meant
Outro: E Abm F#m A ... (End on E)