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song lyrics Green Suede Shoes lyrics Songwriters: Kirwan, Larry; Six months out on the road Don t know if I m ever goin home Out there in the middle of America Out of my head, feelin hysterical Wishin I was back in New York Playin in Reilly s on a Saturday night Man on the phone says. "I ain t jokin " Would yes ever come and play for us out in Hoboken?" So we hop in the van and we drive overnight Goin to sweet New Jersey, startin to feel alright But the word is out that the boys are back in town 30,000 Paddies start gettin on down When we hit the stage, police chief goes nuts What the hell am I gonna do with 30,000 drunks He say, "Stop the music, I m in charge" Then he goes and he shut down all of the bars I don t care if you got the blues Just keep the hell off my green suede shoes You can do anything you choose But don t go messin up my green suede, green suede shoes Then we re comin from Providence late one night 3 hours from home, hey life is alright We re discussin the demise of T Rex Next thing we know the van is up on its ass The windows are smashed, we re bouncin off the Turnpike The troopers come and haul us off the black ice One says, "Hi, my name is Kevin It s a pleasure to meet you, Black 47" So we re doin Letterman, Leno and O Brien 200 gigs a year and I m outa my mind We got our picture in Time Magazine Hey, babe, I m livin the American Dream Then a lawyer called up about Bridie and the baby Wants to sue my ass for doin the Funky Ceili And I just got a message from a brother of Maria "C mon out to Bensonhurst, we all want a piece of ya" I don t care if you got the blues Just keep the hell off my green suede shoes You can do anything you choose But don t go messin up my green suede, green suede shoes But the more I play the deeper I m in debt If we ever get a hit, I ll be out on the street I never knew I had so many friends I m gonna run against Rudy when this whole thing ends I got lawyers and accountants up the kazoo Managers and agents tellin me what to do With the money I m eventually gonna make But can you loan me a token, get me to the next gig I don t care if you got the blues Just keep the hell off my green suede shoes You can do anything you choose But don t go messin up my green suede, green suede shoes Take of those shoes baby Look out now song lyrics