Stranger in blue suede shoes I walked into this barAnd the man refused;He said, « We don’t serve strangersIn blue suede shoes;We don’t give credit, andWe don’t give wayWe have to think about what the people might say..Uh, you know what I mean I said, « Sure, man »Oh, he gave me a smile that was sickly and wet,And I offered him one of my cigarettes.He took it, afraid that he might appear rude,Then proceeded to sell me some second class food.Nice guy meet ’em everywhere.He said, « My oh my, I have suffered too long,And this cigarette seems to be very strong;I don’t make the rulesI just get what I takeAnd I guess every rule was made to break.You can take what you like, it won’t hurt meCause I’m just working for the company. »From the green cigarette, He took a long drag,And said, « I think I’ll pick my traveling bag.I’m tired of cheating, and wasting my headAnd filling the boss’s bags with bread.I want to get out in the sun and rain,And feel the wind on my skin again;The world is large, and I’ve got time yet.And, by the way, thanks for that cigarette.Thank you very much. » »You know, I feel like a new manYes I do, I don’t know why;I’d just like to sayThank you very much(indeed)It’s a beautiful dayI think I’ll be on my way (right away)I’d just like to sayThank you very much.Yes, I’m getting the hell out of hereYes, I am – bye, bye.That’s the end of the messageThank you very much.Bye bye »