I got Aretha in the morning High on my headphones and walking to school I got the blues in springtime cuz I know that I'll never have the right shoes Momma she'd notice but she's always crying I got no one to confide in Aretha nobody but you Momma she'd notice but she's always fighting Something in her mind and it sounds like breaking glass I tell Aretha in the morning High on my headphones and walking to school I got the blues in springtime cuz I know that I'll never have the right shoes You got the words baby you got the words You got the words baby you got the words Aretha Aretha I don't want to go to school Cause they just don't understand me and I think the place is cruel Child singer raise your voice Stand up on your own go out there and strike out I tell Aretha in the morning High on my headphones and walking to school I got the blues in springtime cuz I know that I'll never have the right shoes But I got the words