Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Platform Shoes, artist - Cherry Poppin' Daddies. Date of issue: 15.07.2013
Song language: English
Platform Shoes |
| Jump up, jump up |
| Go on baby, shake and hop to the candy shop |
| Jump up, jump up |
| Jump up on your platform shoes |
| Well, she went and flashed him nude |
| From a trench coat in a white town car |
| Down where the Starcooker club is at |
| And glitter rock is back and Teddies stomp the floor |
| She hung a micro spoon |
| From her belly chain to flake her nose |
| They made love in the dressing room |
| Then up on the dryer, then a dirty pile a clothes |
| A well a well a well, now I can’t tell you much baby |
| While the jukebox is a blowin' the fuse |
| Very few can tell ya not a few can tell ya what day it is |
| Jump up on your Platform Shoes |
| She was a Chelsea queen that we called «Rococo Curlique» |
| Wrapped in alabaster skin baby rice paper thin baby |
| So you could see the blue |
| She hooked a rough trade john put together like a stevedor |
| A real dead end guttersnipe, a Norma Desmond type, a Pentecostal bore |
| Well you’ll find kids rotten with scabies (scabies) |
| We’re the fruit most likely to bruise |
| Aw, but I can’t wait to g-get every stitch of your clotheses off |
| Jump up on your Platform Shoes |
| Well, now everybody’s stompin' baby |
| Ampules start a poppin' baby |
| We’ll have a real good time |
| Blast some bawdy rock n roll |
| Pop a blue one for your Hey Hey Hey |
| Jump up, jump up, jump up on your platform shoes |
| Is everybody jumpin'? |