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Текст (слова) песни: Chris Rea - Red Shoes
I was born a beggar
With the garbage round my feet
The devil lived in every hole
And every corner of the street
When misery is all there is
You got nothing to lose
So come on and buy me
Come on and buy me
Some red, red, red shoes
Dont tell me what I do is wrong
Dont preach cos you dont know
cos I was left without a chance
Such a long time ago
And anything is better
Than being cut and bruised
So come on and buy me
Some red, red, red shoes
Dont tell me what I do is wrong
Dont preach cos you dont know
cos I was left without a chance
Such a long time ago
And anything is better
Than being battered and bruised
So come on and buy me
Some red, red, red shoes
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