Tennis Shoes

Sun was comin' up on New Orleans
 When I opened my eyes
 It was another perfect morning
 I didn't know where I was
 Or where I was going
 For most of my life
 If there was a chance to fuck it up
 Well, I did
 Yeah, I did
 Well, I did
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 A ridiculous existence
 Now I'm looking back
 All kinds of thoughts come to me
 But all I can think is
 I'm sorry
 Well, I'm sorry
 And let the truth be known
 I've got to walk around
 In my own tennis shoes
 The truth be known
 I've had to learn to live
 In this world on my own
 Let the truth be known
 Yeah, nobody showed me
 How it's supposed to go
 Let the truth be known
 Well, I've learned to walk around
 In my own tennis shoes
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 Well, look at me now
 It's pretty hard to believe it
 That pitiful boy
 Well, you can barely see him
 I don't beg nothing from no one
 Mow my lawn on the weekends
 Just a regular guy now
 From the gutters of New Orleans
 And, I'm happy
 Yeah, I'm happy
 And let the truth be known
 Well, I've got to walk around
 In my own tennis shoes
 The truth be known
 I've had to learn to live
 In this world on my own
 Let the truth be known
 Yeah, nobody showed me
 How it's supposed to go
 Let the truth be known
 Well, I've learned to walk around
 In my own tennis shoes