Tennis Shoes Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Chalk up the board and leave a mark
The words read fine but the ending's dark
Anna sings me right back to sleep and
Can I be brave just for this weekend?

[Chorus]
It's a grey area
It's a bad idea
It's gonna wake suburbia
And shake the curlers out of your hair

Because there's no likeability
In a lack of ability
Until you stop hitting me
I'll smack the white off your tennis shoes

[Verse 2]
My city burnt its pretty lights
My city burnt but the warmth was nice
And suddenly I am at your mercy
And you did your best to make my nose bleed

[Chorus]
On the grey area
It's a bad idea
It's gonna wake suburbia
And shake the curlers out of your hair

Because there's no likeability
In a lack of ability
Until you stop hitting me I'll smack the white off your tennis shoes

[Verse 3]
She said “I- I- I- I-
I- I- I- I told you to leave me”
She said “no, don't, don't, don't, don't
Don't, don't, don't, don't you police me”
She said “I- I- I- I-
I- I- I- I told you to leave me”
She said “don't, don't, don't you, boy, beat me into poetry
That's not fair to me”

Well that's fine

[Chorus]
‘Cause It's a grey area
It's a bad idea
It's gonna wake suburbia
And shake the curlers out of your hair

Because there's no likeability
In a lack of ability
Until you stop hitting me
I'll smack the white off your tennis shoes

[Outro]
Because there's no likeability
In a lack of ability
Until you stop hitting me
I'll smack the white off your tennis shoes

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