Paul. Songtext
von Ryan Hurd

I met Paul McCartney at an L.A. after party
In a tux made by Armani
Wondering what I′m doing here
We were about to leave and our friend
Greg asked if we'd like to meet him
No one would believe me
Except, I swear, my mom was there

One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other

They tell you, "Don′t meet your heroes"
Now I'm shaking his hand
I don't know what I expected
Turns out he′s just a man
Forgot to ask for a picture
So now nobody knows

That I met Paul McCartney, he was like Jesus but taller
Laying untied on my placard, he was messing with my collar
And I asked why I wore it this way, I told him it′s a mistake
I changed it earlier today from a clip on


They tell you, "Don't meet your heroes"
Now I′m shaking his hand
I don't know what I expected
Turns out he′s just a man
Forgot to ask for a picture
So now nobody knows

That the reason I make music is my dad
Played "Let It Be" on 45
But I just talked about the weather
He said, "I can't tie a bow tie"
I said, "Paul, neither can I"
And both our wives just rolled their eyes
At how helpless we both can be
Guess I′ve got that going for me

One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other

Someone said, "Have fun in Fiji"
Turned and it was Dave Grohl
He was talking Survivor
With Survivor's, Jeff Gross
Asked Maren, "Where the hell are we?"
She said, "Who the hell knows"

One foot in front of the other
One foot in front of the other


Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh