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Lyric The Vans Song


Well, you re just like a club fag wearing Doc Martens
Get a pair of chukas or some checkerboard slip-ons
Worship Jeff Spicoli not Chris Cornell
Get a pair of Vans or God will send you to Hell
To Hell¡­
You think Doc Martens are the coolest invention Listen Buy

Since someone sliced a loaf of bread in someone else s kitchen
The plain truth is that you just plain suck
So why should I tell you not to waste a hundred bucks
Vans in my head
Vans on my feet
My sole is on the ground when I m walking down the street 2, 3, 4
Don t wear no Doc Martens
Can t wear no Birkenstocks
Just a crummy old pair of chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks¡­
If you want to wear them you don t have to ride a skateboard
You can even wear them with a pair of old cords
Someone ll probably tell you that they re not in trend
Just tell them that s the reason why you don t have any friends
No friends¡­
I don t wanna hear about alternative footwear
And I don t wanna hear about your new hair-do
I don t give a shit about you stupid motherfuckers
¡®Cause I just wanna get a pair of olive green chukas!
Vans in my head
Vans on my feet
My sole is on the ground when I m walking down the street 2, 3, 4
Don t wear no Doc Martens
Can t wear no Birkenstocks
Just a crummy old pair of chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks¡­
Vans in my head
Vans on my feet
My sole is on the ground when I m walking down the street 2, 3, 4
Don t wear no Doc Martens
Can t wear no Birkenstocks
Just a crummy old pair of chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks¡­
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