Mr Cool Shoes - 4 Out of 5 Doctors

Well he’s the social scene promoter, got the corner on what’s hip

The Tiparillo smoker never gulps he always sips

And he can judge a fine wine just by sniffing the cork

He never has to ask which one’s the salad fork

And you think I’m jealous?

Well, of course, I’m jealous

I’m fifteen shades of green

‘Cause I’ve been trying to wear those shoes of his

Since I popped my first cold beer and kissed the homecoming queen

Mr. Cool Shoes I’m young and confused

But I won’t be this way forever soon I’ll get myself together

What does it take to be someone who rates in this world?

What can you try to catch the public’s eye in this world, this world?

What can you do to be shining and blue in this world, in this world?

But I’m just a nitwit from the suburbs I ain’t got no urban class

But I see myself in your gold cuff links every time you lift your champagne

glass

And I’ve seen the stare of mass production in your bestseller eyes

The visual seduction and the casual sighs

Mr. Cool Shoes I’m young and confused

But I won’t be this way forever soon I’ll get my act together

What does it take to be someone who rates in this world?

What can you try to catch the public’s eye in this world, this world?

What can you do to be shining and blue in this world, in this world?