I ain't got no worry, I ain't in no hurry
You better tell your mother that you're a real soul brother
I have to say it's all right at five past midnight
And we don't stop rolling until the floor boards cave in
Yeah, I feel like living to die
When I feel the blade, I wanna cry
Oh, I got my good old soul shoes
I got my soul shoes
I got my soul shoes
I got my soul shoes on my feet
If you want to leave me, go dance with another guy
If you want to grieve me, baby, just set my soul to die, oh
Soul shoes, soul shoes, soul shoes, soul shoes
The place is buzzing, we don't let the fuzz in
You better tell your mother that you're a real soul brother
Then I feel like living to die
When I thrill the blade, I don't know how to cry
Oh, soul shoes
I got my soul shoes
I got my soul shoes
I got my soul shoes on my feet
Soul shoes
I got my soul shoes
I got my soul shoes
I got my soul shoes on my feet, oh