If you see something that looks like a star Shooting up out of the ground And your head is spinning from a loud guitar And you can't escape from the sound Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you We were children once playing with toys And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound Of the low spark of high-heeled boys, yeah High-heeled boys, yeah, high-heeled boys If you had just a minute to breathe And they granted you one final wish Would you ask for something like another chance? Something similar as this? Don't worry too much, it'll happen to you As sure as your sorrows are joys And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound The low spark of high-heeled boys The percentage you're paying is too high priced Living beyond all your means The man in the suit has just bought a new car From the profit he made on your dreams Today you just read that the man was shot dead By a gun that didn't make any noise And it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest was The low spark of high-heeled boys High-heeled boys, high-heeled boys High-heeled boys, high-heeled boys If I gave you everything that I have And I asked for nothing in return Would you do the same for me as I do for you? Or take me for a ride Strip me of everything including my pride But spirit is something no one destroys And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound The low spark of high-heeled boys High-heeled boys, high-heeled boys High-heeled boys, high-heeled boys, boys