Bad taste never goes out of style
Not made for walking just running wild
One mornin' out of the blue
You do something that you never do
You reach past those sensible shoes
For your high heeled boots
Everybody says everybody knows
Clothes don't make the woman, woman makes the clothes
Everybody knows but everybody's wrong
Everything looks different when I pull on
Those high heel boots.
I don't feel like cleaning the kitchen
I don't feel like rising above
I just might assume the position
Isn't what we've been missin'
High heeled love
It's not like there's nothing but trouble
It's not like we can't get along
It's time to make time for a tumble
Isn't what we been missin'
It's been life in reverse
I must be feeling better couldn't get no worse
More like a lover and less like a nurse
In some High Healed Boots
Everybody knows everybody needs
A friend in leather is a friend in deed
Everybody's high everybody's low
Everybody's got a special place to go
In those high heeled boots
Zips up the back too high heels
God I'd forgotten how good bad feels.