Intro: I got Aretha in the Morning High on my headphones and walking to school I got the blues in springtime cause 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 got Aretha in the Morning High on my headphones and walking to school I got the blues in springtime cause 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 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 Cause I know that I'll never have the right shoes But I got the words