You’ve got your style
You’ve got pictures in your eye
You wear your glasses
You’ve got bad bad bad eyesight
And you don’t care what you see at all

You prefer that old sneakers
Always make you feel fine
But what if you would know
The things not same as you thought
And you don’t care what you see at all
And you don’t care what you hear at all
And you don’t care what others say at all
And you don’t care what you see at all

I liked your shoes white
I liked your pretty eyes
I thought that you’re fine
I thought that you’re fine
And you don’t care what you see at all
And you don’t care what you hear at all
And you don’t care what others say at all

White sneaker boy
White sneaker boy
White sneaker boy