| Probability | Text |
|---|
| 91% | No more shines, Billy. What? I said no more shines. Maybe you were here by the way. You've been away a long time. They didn't go off there, pay. I don't shine shoes anymore. Relax. Read a quick letter. What's coming to you? I'm gonna break your balls a little bit. That's all. I'm only kidding with you. Sometimes you don't sound like you're kidding. You know, there's a lot of people around. I mean, I'm only kidding with you. I'm in a party. I mean, I just came home. I haven't seen you in a long time. And I'm breaking your balls and you're right where you're getting fucking fresh. I'm sorry. I don't know. I'm gonna offend you. I'm sorry. It's okay. I'll be right back. So... I'll go home and get your fucking shine box. | ▶️ |
| 93% | Bugs in my shoes | ▶️ |
| 98% | Boy, your shoes are sketchy | ▶️ |
| 92% | I'll wear short shoes are you He Barkley | ▶️ |
| 97% | Ah, it's time to relax. You know what that means. That's a wine, your favorite easy chair. So go on and indulge yourself. That's right. Kick off your shoes, put your feet up. Lean back and just enjoy the melodies. | ▶️ |
| 98% | Hold on to your dancing shoes and go, man! | ▶️ |
| 96% | And someone else's shoes | ▶️ |
| 96% | Losing me, half the master, half the quas for fucking me Me chasing out on all five of the ghosts I can't think, think of how the master say How to start making the three of us hang far Hang far, and I was hanging far Love to me, they were the problem of the same If I could go to all day seeing me cry Fawning in the causes, get a rose from the forces There's glass in my department for the puns I wanna make them think of shoes and posits And fuck them and make real fun Nobody sing a fuck when you sing before Get enough heart to breathe Leave to me, for the son to peace | ▶️ |
| 93% | Get off your shoes! | ▶️ |
