Lyrics:

They're the last thing I slip on before I head to the bar
Got a tall pair, a short pair, another spare in the trunk of my car
They make me feel real high, like the nights on fire
They know their way around on the dance floor
Yeah, we've all got a type
Hell I've got mine
Outta know what I'm signing up for

These shoes ain't nothing new
Make me feel so tall
Like you
But the higher I get the further I fall
A drink in my hand
Leads to an old night stand
Leaving with nothing more than
Nothing more than
Heels, heels in hand

They're the last thing I grab when I head out in the morning
Call a cab, slip out without you even noticin'
Yeah, it cuts so deep
Blistered hardened feet
The only thing to blame is me and

These Shoes ain't nothing new
Make me feel so tall
Like you
But the higher I get the further I fall
A drink in my hand
Leads to an old night stand
Leaving with nothing more than
Nothing more than
Heels, heels in hand
Heels in hand

I should walk away
Throw you both away
Maybe broken in's just broken
Like me and you

And these damn shoes
Ain't nothing new
Make me feel so tall
Like you
But the higher I get the further I fall
A drink in my hand
Leads to an old night stand
Leaving with nothing more than
Nothing more than
Heels, heels in hand
Heels in hand
Heels in hand