Whatever happened to the crazy dames

With the red ruby lips

Whatever happened to the burning flames

With the swing on the hips

She makes you turn when she passes you by

With a cool kind of look in her eye

She's like a flash from a movie show

Playing up to "Marlowe".

Stiletto heels clicking on the sidewalk

Tight skirts and ruby red lips

Stiletto heels are bound to make the boys talk

About her legs and her wiggeling hips

She doesn't need to speak a word at all

For her figure kind of says it all.

They talk about her in the neighbourhood

For good looks get around

She's always dropping into HolIywood

With the gents of the town

She likes to flirt with the right kind of man

But she can turn them into clay in her hand

And with the sound of her tiny feet

She'll turn heads on main street. Stiletto heels clicking on the sidewalk

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