{title: Hi-Heel Sneakers}
{subtitle: Tommy Tucker}

{start_of_verse: Verse 1:}
[C]Put on your red dress, baby, you know we’re
goin’ out tonight.
Put on your [F]red dress, baby, lawd, we’re
goin’ out to[C]night.
You better bring [G]along some boxing gloves,
[F]in case some fool might wanna [C]fight.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_verse: Verse 2:}
[C]Put on your hi-heel sneakers, honey, wear your
wig hat on your head.
Put on your [F]hi-heel sneakers, child, wear your
wig hat on your [C]head.
You know you’re [G]lookin’ mighty fine, baby, [F]I’m
pretty [C]sure you’re gonna knock ’em [C]dead.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_verse: Verse 3:}
[C]Put on your red dress, baby, you know we’re
goin’ out tonight.
Put on your [F]red dress, baby, lawd, we’re
goin’ out to[C]night.
You better bring [G]along some boxing gloves,
[F]in case some fool might wanna [C]fight.
{end_of_verse}

{start_of_verse: Verse 4:}
[C]Put on your hi-heel sneakers, honey, wear your
wig hat on your head.
Put on your [F]hi-heel sneakers, child, wear your
wig hat on your [C]head.
You know you’re [G]lookin’ mighty fine, baby, [F]I’m
pretty [C]sure you’re gonna knock ’em [C]dead.
{end_of_verse}