I got Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
'Cause I know that I’ll never have the right shoes
Momma she’d notice but she’s always crying
I got no one to confide in
Aretha nobody but you
And Momma she’d notice but she’s always fighting
Something in her mind
And it sounds like breaking glass
I tell Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
'Cause I know that I’ll never have the right shoes
You got the words,
Baby you got the words (x2)
Oh Aretha
Aretha, I don’t want to go to school
'Cause they just don’t understand me
And I think the place is cruel
Child singer, raise your voice
Stand up on your own
Go out there and strike out
I tell Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
'Cause I know that I’ll never have the right shoes
But I got the words
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
'Cause I know that I’ll never have the right shoes
I got no one to confide in
Aretha nobody but you
Something in her mind
And it sounds like breaking glass
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
'Cause I know that I’ll never have the right shoes
Baby you got the words (x2)
Aretha, I don’t want to go to school
'Cause they just don’t understand me
And I think the place is cruel
Child singer, raise your voice
Stand up on your own
Go out there and strike out
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
'Cause I know that I’ll never have the right shoes
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