Oh, high heels how you make me in my outfit look oh, so sleek.
But, gosh, my feet are killing me by the end of the week
I coordinate you well to look oh so good
as any business woman should
Why are all the cute ones so tall
I can't wait to take you off after my last call
Why do I continue to coordinate you oh so well
to go put my precious feet through such hell
My toes crunched, my heels arched so high
all to look oh so super fly.
I walk with caution as if I were walking on glass
I'm afraid I might slip and fall and bust my ass
How my feet throb while I sleep,
Yet I know your the ones I'll keep
About Me
- Helen
- I'm married to the love of my life, Scott. He and I stay on the go with our 4 children, ages 13, 12, 11 & 4.
5 comments:
oh, the price we pay for beauty!!!
Cute!
Libby
LMAO!!
I so don't wear high heels no matter how good they look....I take that back....every once in a while...twice a year maybe!
Not me. In high heels I'm 6' 5" and scare people.
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