Lyrics Hans Theessink

Hans Theessink

Flying Shoes

Baby baby don't you know

What happened to me a while ago

I may be wrong and I may be right

When I came home and I turned on the light

Somebody running out your backdoor

Never seen a thing move that fast before

Flying shoes, flying shoes

Running like a bullet, down the avenue

Baby baby take my advice

I tell you once and I tell you twice

Mama I want you to understand

I don't want you messing with no other man

Hey baby don't you fool around with me

'Cause I'm as jealous as a man can be

Flying shoes, flying shoes

Running like a bullet, down the avenue

Trouble hiding on a big old tree

Old man trouble ain't no friend to me

Looked him straight in the eye as I turned around

Son-of-a-bitch came tumbling down

Big bang as he hit the floor

Sure won't bother me no more

Flying shoes, flying shoes

Running like a bullet, down the avenue