Red Shoes - Tom Waits

she wore red shoes by the newstand

as the rain splashed the nickle

spilled like chablis along the midway

theres a little bluejay

in a red dress, on a sad night

one straw in a rootbeer

a compact with a cracked mirror

and a bottle of evening in paris perfume

whats this sad tune

he told her to wait by the magazines

he had to take care of some business it seems

bring a raincoat

and a suitcase

and your dark eyes

and wear those red shoes

theres a dark huddle at the bus stop

unbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet

Li’l cesar got caught

he has going down to second

he has cooled

changing stations on the chamber

to steal a diamond

from a jewelry store for his baby

he loved the way she looked

in those red shoes

she waited by the drugstore

cesaer had never been late before

and the dogs bayed the moon

and rattled their chains

and the cold jingle of taps in a puddle

was the burgler alarm

snitchin on cesaer

note the rain washes memories from the sidewalks

and the hounds splash down the nickle

full of soldiers

and santa claus is drunk in the ski room

and it’s christmas eve

in a sad cafe

when the moon gets this way

ther’s a little blue my

by the newstand

wearing red shoes

so meet me tonight by the drugstore

w’re goin' out tonight

wear your red shoes