High Heel Blues Lyrics

Wake up in the morning, look into my bed

Where is that high class girl who rests her head

I know I'm a dreamer. I like to pretend.

Maybe one day there'll be the real thing instead

City girls like rich guys and upscale spots

Everything that they need is something I ain't got

I try to act high class, they see through my ruse

They walk away I get the high heel blues

Every day on my way to work

A fine looking filly in a high cut skirt

I want to make a move, I don't know what to say

I just sit and watch her as she walks off the train

Saturday, I sat there all alone

I didn't hear a single peep out of my telephone

I fall asleep in front of the screen

There's a well dressed mama waiting in a dream

City girls like rich guys and upscale spots

Everything that they need is something I ain't got

I try to act high class, they see through my ruse

They walk away I get the high heel blues