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High Heel Sneakers

 

High Heel Sneakers

(album: Going Back - 1981)


Put on your red dress baby, honey we're going out tonight.
Put on your red dress baby, honey we're going out tonight.
Want you to wear your boxing gloves in case some fool might want to fight.

Put on your high heel sneakers, throw that wig hat on your head.
Put on your high heel sneakers, throw that wig hat on your head.
Honey I know you're gonna get real high, honey I know you're gonna knock 'em dead.

Want you to talk to me baby, mama and hold me tight,
Keep on holdin me baby, until you hold me just right
Put on your high-red dress mama, wear your wig-hat on your head
I want you to hold your head kinda high because I know your gonna knock em dead

Put on your white boots baby, pull em up on your legs so high
Put on your white boots baby, pull em up on your legs so high
I want you to look real good, you better even hide your thigh

Lord I want you to call my name this morning, call it sort of sweet and low
And make me think little darling, Lord I'm on the third floor!
Put on your high heel sneakers, wear that wig hat on your head
I want you to raise your dress real high because I know your gonna knock em dead

Raise your window woman, raise it soft and slow
See your man down there could be
You may don't know, anh-uh
Girl I ain't going out that do'
Oh, I see your man downstairs
Look like your man, how do I know?
Could be yo' man, how do I know?

Put on your red dress baby, wear that wig hat on your head.
Put on that red dress baby, wear that wig hat on your head.
Want you to cock your forty five, in case some fool might want to fight.
Oh I know you're gonna get real high, oh I know you're gonna knock 'em dead.
I know you're gonna get real high, I know you're gonna knock 'em dead.

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