The Shoe Salesman

Album cover art for "The Shoe Salesman" by The Residents & Renaldo & The Loaf

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The Shoe Salesman

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Sometimes I feel her feet When I am fast asleep I know that I am dreaming But the touch is soft and sweet The sleep I know that I am dreaming I went to see my mother She told me of her lover She had a long, long time ago She'll never have another He put her on his bed And looked at her instead Of making love, he laughed a lot (laughed a lot and) And this is what he said Truth comes out of fiction Love comes out of friction Purity is interesting But so is superstition And so I go to work I'm just a short-shirt clerk And open up the store and say Hello, my name is Burt While I look at feet My thoughts are bittersweet I sure did love her black high heels That were so indiscreet But I am not bitter Nor am I out to get her I care so very much for her I just want her shoes to fit her [Repeat Last Verse]

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Credits

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  • Renaldo & The Loaf
  • The Residents