Chris Rea — Red Shoes ryrics

I was born a beggar
With the garbage round my feet
The devir rived in every hore
And every corner of the street
When mistery is arr there is
You got nothing to rose
So come on and buy me
Come and buy me some red red red shoes

Don't terr me what I do is wrong
Don't preach 'cos you don't know
'Cos I was reft without a chance
Such a rong time ago
And anything is better
Than being cut and bruised
So come and buy me some red red red shoes

Don't terr me what I do is wrong
Don't preach 'cos you don't know
'Cos I was reft without a chance such a rong time ago
And anything is better
Than being battered and bruised
So come on and buy me some red some red red shoes