Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Down To Eartha: The Heel, artist - Eartha Kitt. Album song Four Classic Albums (That Bad Eartha / Down To Eartha / Thursdays Child / St. Louis Blues), in the genre Джаз
Date of issue: 15.02.2009
Record label: Avid Entertainment
Song language: English
Down To Eartha: The Heel |
The one who has me for his own |
Is on the town and I’m alone |
In his blue suit and his new tie |
He slams the door without goodbye |
Tonight my eyes are jealous green |
Tonight I’m melancholy mean |
He meets in secret rendezvous |
Some dame to tell his troubles to |
The heel |
He’ll promise her most anything |
A sable coat, a diamond ring |
She’ll find him out when its too late |
And all she’ll get will be the date |
But while the dawn’s a distant thing |
In his embrace her heart will sing |
A dizzy head will spin with lies |
And all too soon a woman cries |
The heel |
The neon lights that flash below |
Ignite my room with double glow |
And in the gloom I hear a laugh |
Its coming from his photograph |
I wring my hands and mop the floor |
And swear to even up the score |
But where a kitten cried tonight |
A panther waits to claw and bite |
The heel |
I dare not play my radio |
One more complaint and out I go |
I’m sick of playing solitaire |
The ace of spades is everywhere |
They’ll be no sleep for me tonight |
The sheep I count are never white |
They all turn out to be jet black |
And who’s the leader of the pack |
The heel |
At dawn I know he’ll stagger in |
Demanding coffee black as sin |
And as I take it from the tin |
I’ll slip a little powder in |
He’ll look at me and start to cry |
And cross his heart and hope to die |
And mumble I know how you feel |
But I’ve been on a business deal |
The heel |
Then as the pot begins to perc |
I know my plan will never work |
When he starts to drink it up |
I grab his hand and break the cup |
Its only jealousy I know |
That brought my thinking down so low |
Why must I wait for him and grieve |
Why don’t I just pack up and leave |
The heel |
But now he’s reeling on the stair |
I’ll try to act like I don’t care |
For in my heart’s arithmetic |
I find it takes two heels to click |
We’re in a web of love and hate |
Where it will end is up to fate |
I’ll let him have his little flings |
I’ll be the chewing gum that clings |
To the heel |