Jesse Winchester - Sweet Little Shoe lyrics

You're a swell shing-a-linger You can bop and birdland, too You're a swell shing-a-linger You can rock and sock and birdland, too Well you look just like your mama But you sure swing a sweet little shoe They can bop until Sunday And they'll never bop like you They can bop a month of Sundays And they'll never bop a bit like you Well you talk just like your daddy But you do swing a sweet little shoe So hey, let's do that shuffle thing That we worked out together Come on girl and fan my flame Shake a tail feather Ladies in the neighborhood are Talking about a scandal All this funky folderol is Just too hot to handle now I got some brand new school shoes And they are k**ing my feet I got some shiny, new school shoes And man, these things are murder on my feet They might look nice in Sunday school But they're no good for dancing in the street