Shoes Without Heels

This love of mine is like a stepping stone
These shoes are made for walking in reverse
At the dead of night you tiptoe out and leave me all alone
Putting on your satin slip-ons and your sultry French cologne

She's wearing shoes without heels
She's walking over the floor
She's walking all over me
From here to there and you know how it feels
When she walks right out of the door

Well, I thought that I was bigger than this town
I thought I'd stand the pace and go the distance
But she picked me and she used me up and then she put me down
And now I'm driven till I'm crying or I'm dreaming till I drown

She's wearing shoes without heels
She's walking over the floor
She's walking all over me
From here to there and you know how it feels
When she walks right out of the door

While you're busy banking underwear and other useless trinkets
Spare a thought for worthless men who drag on women like they're cigarettes
'Cos you watch you walk away from him
While he gets down and deals
Oh, he'll watch you walk away without heels

Oh, you think that he's a fool to tolerate
All the liberty you cherish and you roughly take
But to see your love turn slowly from indifference into hate
Would hurt him more than any heart that you might care to break

She's wearing shoes without heels
She's walking over the floor
She's walking all over you
But when she's finished, I know what I'll do
When she walks right back through the door

Shoes Without Heels
Written by	Declan MacManus
Performed by	The Costello Show
Produced by	J. Henry Burnett & Larry Hirsch
Musicians	Elvis Costello - vocal, guitar James Burton - guitar Jerry Scheff - bass Ron Tutt - drums
Recorded	July 22, 1985, Ocean Way, Los Angeles
Released	January 1987
Albums	King Of America (Rykodisc/Demon reissue), 1995 King Of America (Rhino/Edsel reissue), 2005
Singles	Blue Chair, 1987
Collections	Out Of Our Idiot, 1987 Singles, Volume 3, 2003
Length	4:15