Heels In Hand
They're the last thing I slip on before I head to the bar
Got a tall pair, a short pair, another spare in the trunk of my car
They make me feel real high, like the night's on fire
They know their way around on the dance floor
Yeah, we've all got our type
Hell, I've got mine
Oughta know what I'm signing up for
These shoes ain't nothing new
Make me feel so tall like you
But the higher I get
The further I fall
A drink in my hand leads to an one-night stand
Leaving with nothing more than
Nothing more than heels
Heels in hand
They're the last thing I grab when I head out in the morning
Call a cab, slip out without you even noticing
Yeah, it cuts so deep, blistered, hardened feet
The only thing to blame is me
And these shoes ain't nothing new
Make me feel so tall like you
But the higher I get
The further I fall
A drink in my hand leads to an one-night stand
Leaving with nothing more than
Nothing more than heels
Heels in hand
Heels in hand
I should walk away, throw you both away
Maybe broken is just broken
Like me and you
And these damn shoes ain't nothing new
Make me feel so tall like you
But the higher I get
The further I fall
A drink in my hand leads to an one-night stand
Leaving with nothing more than
Nothing more than heels
Heels in hand
Heels in hand
Heels in hand
Got a tall pair, a short pair, another spare in the trunk of my car
They make me feel real high, like the night's on fire
They know their way around on the dance floor
Yeah, we've all got our type
Hell, I've got mine
Oughta know what I'm signing up for
These shoes ain't nothing new
Make me feel so tall like you
But the higher I get
The further I fall
A drink in my hand leads to an one-night stand
Leaving with nothing more than
Nothing more than heels
Heels in hand
They're the last thing I grab when I head out in the morning
Call a cab, slip out without you even noticing
Yeah, it cuts so deep, blistered, hardened feet
The only thing to blame is me
And these shoes ain't nothing new
Make me feel so tall like you
But the higher I get
The further I fall
A drink in my hand leads to an one-night stand
Leaving with nothing more than
Nothing more than heels
Heels in hand
Heels in hand
I should walk away, throw you both away
Maybe broken is just broken
Like me and you
And these damn shoes ain't nothing new
Make me feel so tall like you
But the higher I get
The further I fall
A drink in my hand leads to an one-night stand
Leaving with nothing more than
Nothing more than heels
Heels in hand
Heels in hand
Heels in hand
Credits
Writer(s): Priscilla Block, Sarah Jones, Josh Beale, Kate Hasting, Robbie Artress
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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