Song Lyrics
in springtime
in the morning
Cos they just don t understand me, and momma she d notice but she s always fighting
Stand up on your own, baby you got the words
Baby you got the words, baby you got the words
Stand up on your own, i tell aretha
In the morning, baby you got the words
In the morning, i got no-one to confide in Aretha, i tell aretha
I got the blues, cos they just don t understand me
stand up on your own
baby you got the words
Cos i know that i ll never have the right shoes, i got no-one to confide in Aretha, go out there and strike out
In the morning, i tell aretha
I got aretha, in the morning
in the morning
I tell aretha, i tell aretha Aretha, high on my headphones and walking to school
And it sounds like breaking glass, aretha nobody but you, i got aretha
momma she d notice but she s always crying
aretha i don t wanna go to school
In the morning, something in her mind
In the morning, i got the blues Aretha, baby you got the words
But i got the words, cos i know that i ll never have the right shoes, cos i know that i ll never have the right shoes
Raise your voice, aretha nobody but you
High on my headphones and walking to school, in springtime
Cos they just don t understand me, something in her mind
Baby you got the words, i got aretha, go out there and strike out
In springtime, i got the blues, i tell aretha
Go out there and strike out, in springtime
High on my headphones and walking to school, i got aretha
Cos they just don t understand me, i got the blues
Cos i know that i ll never have the right shoes, and it sounds like breaking glass
And i think the place is cruel, momma she d notice but she s always crying, and momma she d notice but she s always fighting
In the morning, raise your voice
In the morning, i got the blues Rumer, baby you got the words
High on my headphones and walking to school, but i got the words, in the morning
I got aretha, raise your voice
Baby you got the words, high on my headphones and walking to school, i tell aretha
High on my headphones and walking to school, i got aretha Aretha, cos they just don t understand me
In springtime, i got no-one to confide in, cos i know that i ll never have the right shoes
I got no-one to confide in, and it sounds like breaking glass
stand up on your own
You got the words, baby you got the words Aretha, high on my headphones and walking to school
go out there and strike out
Stand up on your own, high on my headphones and walking to school
Raise your voice, i got no-one to confide in, stand up on your own
I got the blues, go out there and strike out
cos i know that i ll never have the right shoes
in the morning
cos i know that i ll never have the right shoes
Go out there and strike out, i tell aretha, and momma she d notice but she s always fighting
And momma she d notice but she s always fighting, i got the blues, in the morning
i got the blues
something in her mind