Text: Neil Young. High Heels.

Now, new york city on a friday night
A lot of things happenin', a lot of bright lights.
Saw a pretty woman all dressed in red
She turned to me and this is what she said
She said, honey I got the blues
I got the blues from ridin' all night in these high heel shoes.

Well, she took me to the corner that she called her home
Turned around and we were all alone.
Come on in, she said with a smile
Come on in and we can rest a while.
Well, honey I got the blues

I got the blues from ridin' all night in these high heel shoes.

I said, listen here, honey, I been around
You ain't foolin' me, 'cause I know what you've found.
She bent kinda low and then she tickled my lips.
She said, listen here, son. I'm gonna give you a tip
Honey I got the blues
I got the blues from ridin' all night in these high heel shoes.