Imitation Leather Shoes - Widespread Panic

My little brother is an insect

He likes to crawl around his room

His mother shudders at the sight of him

His pappy is a businessman

And every move he makes is torture

He cannot say no words anymore

And little sister likes to flip him on his back

And watch little brother squirm

I really like the way you look in

Your imitation leather shoes

And I don’t wanna fake it anymore

He took a trip to California

Strung out on Hollywood and Vine

The Tinsel-Towners came from miles around

My brother felt at home

I really like the way you look in

Your imitation leather shoes

And I don’t wanna fake it anymore

Lord, my brother’s done a pretty picture

Ooh, bad as these things get

Dreaming 'bout the Mona Lisa

And waking up is all you get

I really like the way you look in

Your imitation leather shoes

And I don’t wanna fake it anymore

I really like the way you look in

Your imitation leather shoes

And I don’t wanna fake it anymore

Anymore

Anymore

Anymore