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Click hereHeel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe,
Up the trail she goes,
With rhythmic strides she glides,
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe.
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe,
Strange passions,
Beyond social fashions,
A love story to unfold,
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe.
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe,
Her toes are painted blushing,
Her running shoes conceal the ink,
What depths does the girl think?
Years of the fifties and flamingo pink,
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe.
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe,
Her fingernails are young,
Cut short and plain,
A tomboy not very common,
Her beauty a phenomena,
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe.
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe,
Her rhythm is strong and sweet,
In time she keeps,
Strides up the steep,
Heel-------Toe,
Heel-------Toe.
Heel-------Toe,
Heel-------Toe,
She works through the wall,
The pain is gone,
She hears a bird burst into song,
To her the tune sung,
Heel-------Toe,
Heel-------Toe.
Heel---Toe,
Heel---Toe,
She is almost to the crest,
Her breaths are rapid and deep,
A guy her age couldn’t keep,
Heel---Toe,
Heel---Toe,
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe,
Rabbits and squirrels greet her strides,
The crest left behind,
She laughs as they dance with her feet,
And her secret to keep,
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe.
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe,
The trail seems so mysterious,
Shades of greenery quiet but alive,
Free from ego ambition and pride,
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe.
Heel---------------Toe,
Heel---------------Toe,
The ground beneath her feet,
In shadows keep,
As her passions steep,
Heel-----Toe,
Heel-----Toe.
Heel-----Toe,
Heel-----Toe,
His front door is open,
Heel-----Toe,
Heel-----Toe,
Heel----Toe,
Heel----Toe,
Her seasoned lover in sight,
Heel---Toe,
Heel---Toe.
Heel---Toe,
Heel---Toe,
He runs to meet her,
In mutual rhythmic strides,
Her dry lips find his,
Heel-Toe,
Heel-Toe.
Heel----------------Toe,
Heel----------------Toe,
He carries her through,
The threshold of home,
Never more to roam,
Heel----------------Toe,
Heel----------------Toe.
Heel----------------Toe,
Heel----------------Toe,
She’s covered in her youthful sweat,
Her golden arms about his neck,
Her lips now wet as his,
He kisses her cygnet neck,
And closes the door with his heel.