She wore red shoes by the drugstore

as the rain splashed the nickel

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



he told her to wait in by the magazines

he had to take care of some buisness 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

umbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet

li'l cesaer got caught

he was going down to second

he was 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 this late before

and the dogs bayed the moon

and rattled their chains

and the cold jingle of taps in a puddle

was the burglar alarm

snitchin on ceasar



now the rain washes memories from the sidewalks

and the hounds splash down the nickel

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

there's a little blue jay

by the newstand

wearing red shoes



so meet me tonight by the drugstore

we're goin out tonight

wear your red shoes