She wore red shoes by the drugstore As the rain splashed the nickel Spilled like chablis along the midway Theres a little bluejay In a red dress, on a sad night
One straw in a rootbeer A compact with a cracked mirror And a bottle of evening in paris perfume
He told her to wait in by the magazines He had to take care of some buisness it seems Bring a raincoat and a suitcase And your dark eyes And wear those red shoes
Theres a dark huddle at the bus stop Umbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet Li'l cesaer got caught He was going down to second He was cooled Changing stations on the chamber To steal a diamond From a jewelry store for his baby He loved the way she looked in those red shoes
She waited by the drugstore Cesaer had never been this late before And the dogs bayed the moon And rattled their chains And the cold jingle of taps in a puddle Was the burglar alarm Snitchin on ceasar
Now the rain washes memories from the sidewalks And the hounds splash down the nickel Full of soldiers And santa claus is drunk in the ski room And it's christmas eve in a sad cafe When the moon gets this way There's a little blue jay By the newstand Wearing red shoes
So meet me tonight by the drugstore We're goin out tonight Wear your red shoes
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