Toe Jam taby ukulele według David Byrne

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I was asked in New York City, "Do you like my clothes?"
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I'm talking to my tape recorder, walking down the road 
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But on Friday night, I'm, purified that my feet don't touch the floor
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When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes


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Everyday is fucking perfect, it's a paradise
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Watch my life like it's a movie, have to watch it twice
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A boy looks at a girl, and a girl looks like a pony
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She gallops all day long, in between my toes
 

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And every night, she's purified, she don't do that dance no more
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When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes


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A member of the Juju nation, down in New Orleans
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You don't need an application, if you move your feet


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Explode if you poke it, exposed on the floor
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It grows if you soak it, it rolls out the door


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Summertime, every night, now my feet don't touch the floor
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She don't do that dance no more, in between my toes
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And now, him and you, you and I, I don't do that dance no more
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When the rubber meets the road, in between my toes


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The lady starts to sing, but she ain't no disco dancer
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She learned to shake her thing, in between my toes


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Explode if you poke it, exposed on the floor
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It grows if you soak it, it rolls out the door
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Explode if you poke it, exposed on the floor
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It grows if you soak it, it rolls out the door