sigh.

you can wear your new white shoes

in the muddy afternoon

walking past the stay-drunk stoop

they whistle with their hands

but i could be your catcall, too

anything you wanna do

anything you wanna do

you can take your slide trombone

play it in the catacombs

find a town that moves real slow

and turn it on its head

and i could be your pharaoh's tomb

anything you wanna do

lover, anything you wanna do

and if you want to be common

i can claim that i tamed you

a demigod in a bonnet

they're gonna know it ain't true

you can paint your nails lime green

rent yourself a limousine

kidnap the professor's niece

let's tell 'em that she's dead

we'll party in a hotel room

anything you wanna do

sister, anything you wanna do

you can get your hair all wet

sleeping on the riverbed

kiss a frog and then dissect

gotta find out what's inside

but you can have my bad side, too

anything you wanna do

sugar, anything you wanna do

and if you want to be common

i can claim that i tamed you

a demigod in a bonnet

they're gonna know it ain't true

and yes, you are king david's star

and the crescent moon, and the crescent moon

you must sweep the bodhi tree

i sit beneath, oh i sit beneath

you can wear your new white shoes

in the dirty afternoon

walking through the traffic fumes

a flower in your hair

and i will swing upon your moods

anytime you want me to

just tell me what you wanna do

anything you wanna do

lover, anything you wanna do

White Shoes by Conor Oberst