Tommy Tucker - High Heel Sneakers Lyrics

Put on your red dress, baby
Ya know we're goin' out tonight
Put on your red dress, baby
Lord, we're goin' out tonight
And-a bring along some boxin' gloves
In case some fool might wanna fight

Put on your high-heel sneakers, lordy
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Put on your high-heel sneakers, child
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Ya know you're looking mighty fine, baby
I'm pretty sure you're gonna knock 'em dead

Got my Old Crow liquor
And my paycheck in my hand
Got my Old Crow liquor
I got my paycheck in my hand
Because Big John's boot leg whiskey
Cost much more than I can stand

Put on your high-heel sneakers, child
Wear your wig-hat on your head now
Put on your high-heel sneakers, baby
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Ya know you're looking mighty good, really
I'm pretty sure you're gonna knock 'em dead

[Thanks to tomsbartoo for correcting these lyrics]