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THOSE SHOES

Don Felder, Glenn Frey, Don Henley

Tell us what you gonna do tonight, momma
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 lose . . .

Oh no, pretty momma
What you gonna do in those shoes?

Got those pretty little straps
around your ankles
Got those shiny little chains
around your heart
You got to have your independence
But you don't know just where to start

Desperation in the singles bar
All those jerk-offs in their fancy cars
You can't believe your reviews

Oh no, you can't do that
Once you've started wearin' those shoes

They're lookin' at you, leanin' on you
Tell you anything you wanna hear

They give you tablets of love

They're waitin' for you, got to score you
Handy with the shovel and so sincere

Ooooo, they got the kid gloves

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've started wearin' those shoes

Oh no, you can't do that
Once you've started wearin' those shoes