Hi Heel Sneakers Songtext
von John Lee Hooker
Hi Heel Sneakers Songtext
Put on your red dress, baby
Lord, we′re goin' out tonight
Put on your red dress, baby
Lord, we′re goin' out tonight
Wear some boxing gloves
In case, some fool might wanna fight
Put on your hi-heel sneakers
Put your wig hat on your head
Hi-heel sneakers
Wear your wig hat on your head
Lord, the way that you go
Pretty sure you're gonna knock ′em dead
Oh
Put on your red dress, baby
We′re goin' out tonight, yeah, yeah
Whoa, your red dress, baby
We′re goin' out tonight
Way that you go
Pretty sure you′re gonna knock 'em dead
I hear my bass player y′all, he said
He, he said, "He, he ain't got nobody"
Hmm, high Mahler
Lord, we′re goin' out tonight
Put on your red dress, baby
Lord, we′re goin' out tonight
Wear some boxing gloves
In case, some fool might wanna fight
Put on your hi-heel sneakers
Put your wig hat on your head
Hi-heel sneakers
Wear your wig hat on your head
Lord, the way that you go
Pretty sure you're gonna knock ′em dead
Oh
Put on your red dress, baby
We′re goin' out tonight, yeah, yeah
Whoa, your red dress, baby
We′re goin' out tonight
Way that you go
Pretty sure you′re gonna knock 'em dead
I hear my bass player y′all, he said
He, he said, "He, he ain't got nobody"
Hmm, high Mahler
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