Demons In Her Dancing Shoes – Richard ThompsonBy Don’t go walking down Chapel StreetDown Chapel Street they’ll jump youCut your throat as soon as give you the eyeThose wholesome girls down Chapel StreetThey need some place to move their feetBefore they soothe you with a lullabyAt Bridie’s place the music’s loudAnd there’s my angel in the crowdWell, she’s the kind of squeezeThat you can’t refuseBedroom eyes and demonsIn her dancing shoesShe’s the kind of teaseThat means good newsBedroom eyes and demonsIn her dancing shoesOn Chapel Street the totters’ cartsCry, old rags and lumberPeople gassing like the Tower of BabelOn Chapel Street there’s coffee barsWhere the villains meet the starsAnd money’s changing hands under the tableWe’re gonna dance till they shut the door‘Til they clear the floor, ’til they beg for moreWell, she’s the kind of squeezeThat you can’t refuseBedroom eyes and demonsIn her dancing shoesShe’s the kind of teaseThat means good newsBedroom eyes and demonsIn her dancing shoesMy girl, she’s a piece of workShe finally got my numberLoves those cast-offs and those hand-me-downsDresses like a bride-to-beFrom some other centuryStylish rags and ripped up wedding gownsBut you don’t have to face the messWhen every day is fancy dressWell, she’s the kind of squeezeThat you can’t refuseBedroom eyes and demonsIn her dancing shoesShe’s the kind of teaseThat means good newsBedroom eyes and demonsIn her dancing shoesGonna dance, dance, dance, danceGonna dance, dance, dance, danceGonna dance, dance, dance, danceGonna dance, dance, dance, danceLet’s dance www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20