I wish that for just one time / you could stand inside my shoes / and just for that one moment / I could be you. / Yes, I wish that for just one time / You could stand inside my shoes / You'd know what a drag it is / to see you.
Shakespeare, he's in the alley with his pointed shoes and his bells, speaking to some French girl who says she knows me well.
Mama's in the factory, she ain't got no shoes. Daddy's in the alley, he's looking for food.
I wish that for just one time you could stand inside my shoes. You'd know what a drag it is to see you.