SORE FEET

 

There's a blister on my sister from too many Grands Jetés ; And there's nothing I can do to make it go away ; With bandages applied she looks so undignified ; It's a sad athlete who's got sore feet.

Welcome to the club ; Don't think this is easy street ; We know how it feels ; But when the lights go down ; The curtain comes up ; And the setting is complete ; It's bittersweet when we've got sore feet.

It's a crying change seize it's how personality ; Can change dramatically ; When they've got sore feet ; It's the dance with pain but they do it all they get ; It's a love hate thing when you're got ; We've got sore feet.

Welcome to the club ; Don't think this is easy street ; We know how it feels ; But when the lights go down ; The curtain comes up ; And the setting is complete ; It's bittersweet when we've got sore feet.

Look at these worn and tired shoes ; They've been good to you ; They have a selfcount let us pay our dues ; They knew just what to do.

They had to fit just right ; Not too loose and not too tight ; They gave it all ; It came through for you ; Strap your ankles 'til your toes turn blue.

Welcome to the club ; Don't think this is easy street ; We know how it feels ; But when the lights go down ;  The curtain comes up ; The music swells and you feel the beat ; And the setting is complete ; It's bittersweet when we've got sore feet.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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