Texty:
Slick Shoes Regrets

friend I'm not going to mess this up No matter what happens, you will be my friend I'm not going to mess this up, I don't want to end with regrets I

you would think. I don't know what to expect. No matter what happens you will be my friend. I'm not going to mess this up. I don't want to end with regrets

Gotta shine my shoes and slick my hair, Gotta get myself a boutonniere, Lulu's back in town. You can tell all my pets, All my Harlem coquettes; Mister Otis regrets

warning to your lovers Bite your lip this might hurt, Choke your heart on this curse I hope regret lasts forever Coming at you like a mystery, I'm stealt, smooth, and slick