Aretha Songtext
von Rumer

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

But you got the words
Baby you got the words
You got the words
Baby you got the words


Oh Aretha
Aretha I don′t wanna 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

Mama she′d notice but she's always crying
I got no one to confide in
Aretha nobody but you
And Mama she′d help me 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

But I got the words