The Red Shoes

Oh she move like the Diva do
I said "I'd love to dance like you"
She said "Just take off my red shoes
Put them on and your dream'll come true

With no words, with no song
You can dance the dream, with your body on
And this curve, is your smile
And this cross, is your heart
And this line, is your path

Oh it's gonna be the way you always thought it would be
But it's gonna be no illusion
Oh it's gonna be the way you always dreamt about it
But it's gonna be really happenin' to ya
Really happenin' to ya
Really happenin' to ya"

Oh the minute I put them on
I knew I had done something wrong
All her gifts for the dance had gone
It's the red shoes, they can't stop dancin', dancin'

And this curve, is your smile
And this cross, is your heart
And this line, is your path

"Oh it's gonna be the way you always thought it would be
But it's gonna be no illusion
Oh it's gonna be the way you always dreamt about it
But it's gonna be really happenin' to ya"

She gotta dance, she gotta dance
And she can't stop 'til them shoes come off
These shoes do, a kind of voodoo
They're gonna make her dance, 'til her legs fall off

Feel your hair come tumbling down
Feel your feet start kissing the ground
Feel your arms are opening out
And see your eyes are lifted to God

With no words, with no song
I'm gonna dance the dream
And make the dream come true
I'm gonna dance the dream
And make the dream come true

She gotta dance, she gotta dance
And she can't stop 'til them shoes come off
These shoes do, a kind of voodoo
They're gonna make her dance 'til her legs fall off
Call a doctor, call a priest
They're gonna whip her up like a helicopter

Really happenin' to ya
Really happenin' to ya

You gotta dance...
You gotta dance...
You gotta dance...

© 1993 by Novercia, Ltd.

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