She wore red shoes by the newsstand
As the rain splashed the nickel
And spilled like Chablis all along the midway
There's a little bluejay
In a red dress on a sad night
One straw in a root beer
A compact with a cracked mirror
A bottle of evening in paris perfume
What's this sad tune?
He told her to wait by the magazines
He Had to take care of some business it seems
Bring a raincoat
Bring a suitcase
Bring your dark eyes
And wear those red shoes
There's a dark huddle at the bus stop
Umbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet
Li'l Caesar got caught
He was going down to second
He was cooled
Changing stations on the chamber
To steal a diamond ring
From a jewelry store for his baby
He loved the way she looked in those red shoes
She waited by the drugstore
Caesar 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 Caesar
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 café
When the moon gets it's way
There's a little blue jay by the news-stand
In red shoes
Wearing red shoes
Meet me tonight by the drugstore
Meet me tonight by the drugstore
Meet me tonight by the drugstore
Goin' out tonight
Goin' out tonight
Goin' out tonight
Wear your red shoes
Red shoes
Wear your red shoes
Red shoes
Your red shoes
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