High heel shoes, so chic, so elegant
Tappin′ on the floor beneath the table at the fancy restaurant
The maitre d' brings the phone to where she sits
He puts it down beside her daiquiri, walks away to greet another guest
Warm red lips whispering goodbye
A fifty dollar tip, dark glasses on her eyes
High heel shoes step into her limousine
A number on a napkin for the driver, it′s a place he's never seen

A seagull sits on a weather-beaten shack
A little fishing boat nearby with high heels written on the back
High heel shoes on the floor beside the bed
The driver in the limo checks his watch and lights another cigarette
The tide rolls in from out beyond the bay
She gets into her limousine, they turn around and slowly drive away

Cool white hands hold a faded photograph
Of a little girl in high heel shoes and a shy boy standin' by a shack
The shadows fall on the private parking lot
She walks across the pavement up the
Ladder to the million dollar yacht
He turns and smiles, he was worried and concerned
They sail off in the sunset, high heels written on the stern

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