The President's Shoes

Sometimes history points to you in the crowd and says
"Hey come on, let's go"
And sometimes you've got to break in the back door
Make yourself at home
So I wandered the halls like a cop on the beat
Whistling the stars and stripes a little out of key

I stole the president's shoes
So tonight I'm going dancing
I just feel I gotta move

Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta to do
Don't be afraid to press your luck
Cause there's no turning back, around,
Or over, under, sideways, through, just lace 'em up
I heard the president's words: "get the rabble off the lawn"
A thousand ears still ringing from the guns in vietnam

I stole the president's shoes
So tonight I'm going dancing
I just feel I gotta move

Tomorrow morning I'm gonna wake up with a grin upon my face
Put my feet up on the table and open up the paper to the page
'Cause I don't care if they catch me, I'll confess to what I've done
The FBI can ring my doorbell, no I'm not gonna run

I stole the president's shoes
So tonight I'm going dancing
I just feel I gotta move