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Japanese Slippers Lyrics
Down at the shell shed the boys are pickin' at their pearls.
The hole in my mitten lets the rain get in.
I bought 22 ounces from the petrol park, waiting at the light;
I'm never gonna make it back in time
So Geraldine and me can begin
Before Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers comes creepin' in.
I sit with the fan on my face and sip shandies all day.
I learned to sleep standing up so I don't have to make the bed.
No tobacco for my rolling papers, warm water in my cup--
I'll have to wait all morning
Before Geraldine and me can begin;
Before Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers'll come creepin' in.
Loaded up with turkey carpets and green glass diamonds
I drove back and forth for five long rolling moons.
And everyday and every night I thought of back at home
And I couldn't get the notion out of my head:
That before Geraldine and me could begin
Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers'd come creepin' in.
Everything is always a little late;
Trippin' on those Japanese slippers seems to be my fate.
It was my job to cut down all the poplar trees
And I'd sit on the stumps and listen to the finches.
And look out at the field and eat honey out of the jar
And wonder why it always seemed
Before Geraldine and me can begin
Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers would come creepin' in.
The hole in my mitten lets the rain get in.
I bought 22 ounces from the petrol park, waiting at the light;
I'm never gonna make it back in time
Before Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers comes creepin' in.
I learned to sleep standing up so I don't have to make the bed.
No tobacco for my rolling papers, warm water in my cup--
I'll have to wait all morning
Before Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers'll come creepin' in.
I drove back and forth for five long rolling moons.
And everyday and every night I thought of back at home
And I couldn't get the notion out of my head:
Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers'd come creepin' in.
Trippin' on those Japanese slippers seems to be my fate.
And I'd sit on the stumps and listen to the finches.
And look out at the field and eat honey out of the jar
And wonder why it always seemed
Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers would come creepin' in.
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Submitted by
butwithyourmind On Jul 12, 2007
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The lyrics according to the liner notes in the album are slightly different from what you have:
Down at the shell shed the boys are pickin' at their pearls. The hole in my mitten lets the rain get in. I bought 22 ounces from the petrol park, waiting at the light; I'm never gonna make it back in time
So Geraldine and me can begin Before Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers comes creepin' in.
I sit with the fan on my face and sip shandies all day. I learned to sleep standing up so I don't have to make the bed. No tobacco for my rolling papers, warm water in my cup-- I'll have to wait all morning
Before Geraldine and me can begin; Before Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers'll come creepin' in.
Loaded up with turkey carpets and green glass diamonds I drove back and forth for five long rolling moons. And everyday and every night I thought of back at home And I couldn't get the notion out of my head:
That before Geraldine and me could begin Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers'd come creepin' in.
Everything is always a little late; Trippin' on those Japanese slippers seems to be my fate.
It was my job to cut down all the poplar trees And I'd sit on the stumps and listen to the finches. And look out at the field and eat honey out of the jar And wonder why it always seemed
Before Geraldine and me can begin Mister Raymond and his Japanese slippers would come creepin' in.