Long legs, a pair of red shoes
One smile, I know your hot news
Bad-talking friends will bring me down
Night moves, the last sensation
Overnight my imagination
Makes me the fool - over town
Stories are growing, my darling, of a feather
Only because we, my darling, are together
Cheap talk runs with their bettings
Odds on is all I'm getting
Blackballed again - over town
Red shoes left in the ashes
Blue marks of your eye-lashes
Bad-talking friends will bring me down
Stories are growing...
Writer(s): Tim Norell, Bjorn Hakanson
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