The Wooden Shoe

Yeah, it’s old. But it’s new. And they call it the Wooden Shoe.
Take a car to the bar with a point of view.
Got’cha beer, atmosphere, got a band that’s playing here.
Couple drinks and you’ll know just what to do.
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Yeah, the floor’s a little sticky half past nine.
And your glass…(is) a little dirty under that lime.
But your friends are the glue when you’re on the avenue.
Grab a spot ‘cause it’s hot at the Wooden Shoe.
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There’s Sal at the bar and he knows just who you are.
‘Fore you think serves your drink just like you’re a star.
Though it smells like a beer, ya feel good when you are here.
It’s so great to relate when your friends are near.

Tonight there’s a crowd and the bands so fuckin’ loud.
And your boys, well they got your feelin’ proud.
There’s a girl down the line and she thinks you’re lookin’ fine
Buy a round be so sad if you decline.