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A little polish on these old shoes
Whose leather time has abused
A little polish on these old shoes
Will make'em shine like brand new
In the attic, in the half-light
This old suit dont look so well (Well, and it smells)
On the collar is a little tear
Man, the stories this suit could tell
But if you brush off the cobwebs
This old suit still looks swell
And it seems like only yesterday
When you walked on down the aisle
With your corsage on your sweaty palm
Your face in a feverish smile
How I recall those memories
A little polish on these cufflinks
Yeah, theyre silver, no, they aint gold (No, they aint gold)
An inscription there in Latin
Whose meaning you never were told
But if you shine up those cufflinks
They never, ever look old
And it seems like only yesterday
When you first put on that suit
With your slicked-back hair, your boutonniere
Man, the girls, they thought you looked cute
How I recall those memories
A little polish on these old shoes
Whose leather time has abused
A little polish on these old shoes
Will make'em shine like brand new
A little polish is gonna make'em shine
Like brand new