Aretha Lyrics

I got Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues
in springtime
cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes
Mama she'd notice but she's always crying
I got no-one to confide in
Aretha, nobody but you

And Mama she'd notice but she's always fighting
something in her mind
and it sounds like breaking glass

I tell Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues in springtime
cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes
"You got the words
Baby you got the words
You got the words
Baby you got the words"

Aretha, Aretha I don't want to go to school
Cause they just don't understand me
And I think the place is cruel
"Child
Sing Out,
Raise your voice
Stand up on your own
Go out there and strike out!"

I tell Aretha in the morning
High on my headphones and walking to school
I got the blues
in springtime
Cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes

But I got the words