Whatever happened
to the crazy dames
With the red ruby lips
Whatever happened
to the burning flames
With the swing on the hips
She makes you turn
when she passes you by
With a cool kind of look
in her eye
She's like a flash from
a movie show
Playing up to Marlowe
Stiletto heels clicking
on the sidewalk
Tight skirts and ruby red lips
Stiletto heels are bound
to make the boys talk
About her legs
and her wiggeling hips
She doesn't need to
speak a word at all
For her figure kind of
says it all
They talk about her in the
neighbourhood
For good looks get around
She's always dropping
into HolIywood
With the gents of the town
She likes to flirt with the
right kind of man
But she can turn them
into clay in her hand
And with the sound of
her tiny feet
She'll turn heads on main street
Stiletto heels clicking
on the sidewalk
Tight skirts and ruby red lips
Stiletto heels are bound
to make the boys talk
About her legs
and her wiggeling hips
She doesn't need to
speak a word at all
For her figure kind of
says it all
here she comes again
walking down main street
Stiletto heels clicking
on the sidewalk
Tight skirts and ruby red lips
Stiletto heels are bound
to make the boys talk
About her legs
and her wiggeling hips
She doesn't need to
speak a word at all
For her figure kind of
says it all
Stiletto heels clicking
on the sidewalk
Tight skirts and ruby red lips
Stiletto heels are bound
to make the boys talk
About her legs
and her wiggeling hips
Stiletto heels clicking
on the sidewalk
Tight skirts and ruby red lips
Stiletto heels are bound
to make the boys talk
About her legs
and her wiggeling hips