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Fleetwood Mac - Silver Heels lyrics
(Bob Welch) She came in like a hurricane Wearing boots and diamond rings With a fox fur on her shoulder She set wondering And I could tell she was feeling abandoned Because she flashed a look across my way She said hop for a ride You'll never ask me but I'll tell you anyway She took me out on the blackboard jungle Put me straight in a hurricane She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways If I could sing like Paul McCartney, or get funky like Etta James I'd never change, I'd never change, I'd never change silver heeled ways She came in and her flags were flying She was a sailboat of sweet perfume And I could see that her eyes were smiling From across the room Well I couldn't think of conversation I was busy looking at her furs She said Hey, you'll never ask me So I guess I'll say the word She took me out on the blackboard jungle Put me straight in a hurricane She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways If I could sing like Paul McCartney, and funky like Etta James I'd never change, I'd never change, No I'd never change silver heeled ways (silver, silver heels) that's what I mean (silver) whoo talking bout silver (silver heels) (silver) alright (silver heels) I'm talkin' bout silver (silver) silver heels (silver) She took me out on the blackboard jungle Put me straight in a hurricane She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways If I could sing like Paul McCartney, and funky like Etta James I'd never change, No I'd never change her, I'd never change silver heeled ways (silver) Oooh silver heels (silver) talkin' bout silver heels (silver) silver heels (silver) that's what I mean... |
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