She wore red shoes by the drugstore   as the rain splashed the nickel   spilled like chablis along the midway   theres a little bluejay   in a red dress, on a sad night      one straw in a rootbeer   a compact with a cracked mirror   and a bottle of evening in paris perfume      he told her to wait in by the magazines   he had to take care of some buisness it seems   bring a raincoat and a suitcase   and your dark eyes   and wear those red shoes      theres a dark huddle at the bus stop   umbrellas arranged in a sad bouquet   li'l cesaer got caught   he was going down to second   he was cooled   changing stations on the chamber   to steal a diamond   from a jewelry store for his baby   he loved the way she looked in those red shoes      she waited by the drugstore   cesaer had never been this late before   and the dogs bayed the moon   and rattled their chains   and the cold jingle of taps in a puddle   was the burglar alarm   snitchin on ceasar      now the rain washes memories from the sidewalks   and the hounds splash down the nickel   full of soldiers   and santa claus is drunk in the ski room   and it's christmas eve in a sad cafe   when the moon gets this way   there's a little blue jay   by the newstand   wearing red shoes      so meet me tonight by the drugstore   we're goin out tonight   wear your red shoes