From the recording Karma Shoes
Music and lyrics by: Rachel Hall
Recorded at the following studios: Stages Music Arts, The Wood and Stone Room
Recording Engineers: Scott Smith and Rich Isaac
Produced by: Scott Smith
Mastering Engineer: Mat Leffler-Schulman
Lyrics
Let me introduce you to the woman I have turned into
Numbers now of notches on my belt, things I feel that I have never felt
Kicking ass and taking names, full of fire, void of shame
Organized and right on time
Frugal, fruitful, respect the line - won't cross it!
Karma slammed me hard into the shoes
Of the people I gave the blues
Marched me up and down the street
Until I blistered up my feet
What a wicked wake up call, I have never felt so small
There is no better way to see R-E-S-P-E-C-T
What a spoiled brat I was, I guess it mostly was because
I never had to want so bad, things that I have always had...
Betcha think I lost it!
Karma slammed me hard into the shoes
Of the people I gave the blues
Marched me up and down the street
Until I blistered up my feet, yeah
You have never felt the blues until you've walked in those Karma Shoes
You have never felt the blues until you've walked in those Karma Shoes