Imitation Leather Shoes Lyrics - Oak Mountain 2001 - Night 2 - Widespread Panic

My little brother is an insect 

He likes to crawl around his room 

His mother shudders at the sight of him 

His pappy is a businessman 

Every move he makes is torture 

He cannot speak words anymore 

Our sister likes to flip him on his back 

And watch little brother squirm 

I really like the way you look in 

Your imitation leather shoes 

And I don't want to fake it anymore 

He took a trip to California 

Strung out on Hollywood and Vine 

The Tinsel-Towners came from miles around 

That little bugger felt at home 

I really like the way you look in 

Your imitation leather shoes 

And I don't want to fake it anymore 

My brother paints a pretty picture 

These things are bad as these things get 

Like dreaming 'bout the Mona Lisa 

And waking up in ruby red 

I really like the way you look in 

Your imitation leather shoes 

And I don't want to fake it anymore 

I really like the way you look in 

Your imitation leather shoes 

And I don't want to fake it anymore 

Anymore 

Anymore 

Anymore