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The Red Shoes

from End Of The Eighties by NOW ZERO

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Dream Baby Dream
All alone in your keep
In your red stitched stilettos
You dance in your sleep
Well the sandman is cool
But he won't make your bed
So you sell all his clothes
And get naked instead

It won't stop here and it won't stop now
And we won't stop dancing 'cos we don't know how

Lay Lady Lay
On your way to the top
You're dancing for Jesus
So bop 'til you drop
There's a hole in your heart
And that ring buys you time
'Til the beat of the night takes a hold on your mind

It won't stop here and it won't stop now
And we won't stop dancing 'cos we don't know how

Cry Baby Cry
Now you're out on your own
Hoping that someone will carry you home
The music is over
You talk to yourself
If you want conversation
Then go someplace else

It won't stop here and it won't stop now
And we won't stop dancing 'cos we don't know how

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from End Of The Eighties, released August 6, 2018
Words & Music by Windmill

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