Those Shoes (Live Millennium Concert Version)

Tell us what you're gonna do tonight, mama

There must be someplace you can go

In the middle of the tall drinks and the drama

There must be someone you know

God knows, you're lookin' good enough

But you're so smooth and the world's so rough

You might have somethin' to loose

Oh, no, pretty mama, what you gonna

Do in those shoes?

Got those pretty little straps around your ankles

Got those shiny little chains around your heart

You go to have your independence

But you don't know just where to start

Desperation in the singles bars

An' all those jerkoffs in their fancy cars

You can't believe your reviews

Oh, no, you can't do that

Once you started wearin' those shoes

They're lookin' at you, leanin' on you

Tell you anything you want to hear

They give you tablets of love

They're waiting for you

Got to score you

Handy with a shovel and so sincere

Ooh, they got the kid glove

You just want someone to talk to

They just wanna get their hands on you

You get whatever you choose

Oh, no, you can't do that

Once you started wearin' those shoes