Red Shoes

Do you know, you look so good in red shoesIn fact, you look good in anything you chooseIn my eyesDo you know, you'd look so good by my sideFinally, my feelings I will no longer hideSurprised? Can I walk you home tonightand I promise youI'll keep my hands in sightUnless you want me toSlip them somewhere they shouldn't beBut only if you ever asked me Have you ever been told how pretty you areI keep sending letters telling you this from afarWell, I tryIt kills me to see them keep bullying youMy aching heart seems to be cracking in twoPlease don't cry Can I walk you home tonightAnd I promise youI'll keep my hands in sightunless you want me toslip them somewhere they shouldn't beNow will you care to ask me