This love of mine is packed with stepping stone These shoes are made for walking in reverse In the dead of night, you tiptoe out and leave me all alone Putting on your satin slip-ons and your sultry French cologne. She's wearing shoes without heels. She's walking over the floor. She's walking all over me Weirder therein, you know how it feels When she walks right out of the door. Well, I thought that I was bigger than this town I thought I'd spend a pace and go the distance But she picked me out, she used me up, and then she put me down Now I'm driven til I'm crying, or I'm dreaming 'til I drown. She's wearing shoes without heels. She's walking over the floor. She's walking all over me Weirder therein, you know how it feels When she walks right out of the door. While you're busy packing underwear and other worthless trinkets, Spare a thought for worthless men who drag on women like they're cigarettes, 'cause you watch him walk away from you While he gets down and deals Oh, he'll watch you walk away without heels Oh, you think that he's a fool to tolerate All the liberty you cherish and you roughly take But to watch your love turn slowly from indifference to hate Would hurt him more than any heart that you might care to break. She's wearing shoes without heels. She's walking over the floor. She's walking all over you But when she's finished, I know (?) When she walks right back through the door.
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