Dirty Shoes

First one on the dancing scene
She always has her tambourine

Her shoes are dirty, her moves are clean
With half a bag of magic beans

And she knows well of the finer things
She's got a couple diamond rings

But keeps em' locked away
Saves em' for a rainy day

(oh oh oh)

She steals my soul, but I let her
She grows old, i'll be going with her

(oh i'll)

Vodka in her orange juice
But whiskey while she reads the news

She dances with her hands held high
She likes to steal don't like to bite

She lost herself to Elton John
A tiny dancer on my lawn

And rocket man is far too gone
To see her fly around the sun

She steals my soul, but I let her
She grows old, i'll be going with her

(oh i'll)

Well the time, it fly's by my ears
But I don't hear it, no I don't hear it at all

Well the time, it fly's by my ears
But I don't hear it, no I don't hear it at all

She steals my soul, but I let her
She grows old, i'll be going with her

(oh i'll)

She steals my soul, but I let
She grows old, i'll be going with her

(oh i'll)

She steals my soul, but I let
She grows old, i'll be going with her

Oh i'll be going with her