| Every now and then
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| You find someone you really like
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| But sometimes in the end
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| They may not fit you right
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| My baby’s in love with a shoe salesman
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| The man who works down the block
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| Yes, she’s in love for the first time, again
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| He’s got her heart tied up in a knot
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| With all his talk about the price he can give
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| He’s got her sold on the life they could live
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| Just like the slippers in the window there
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| He says they make such a cozy pair
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| My baby’s in love with a shoe salesman
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| It makes me feel like a sock full of holes
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| It all began when she window-shopped
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| An' pretty soon he was holding her sole
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| Now she’s in love with that man down the street
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| And he’s in love with her feet
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| I try to think everything is alright
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| But who’s gonna keep my feet warm at night
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| Oh, I love her even though
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| She’s made a heel out of me
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| My baby’s in love with a shoe salesman
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| Now I don’t fit her, no, I don’t fit her
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| Now I don’t fit her anymore |