Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Good Heels - Instrumental" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
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I don't mind waiting if it don't take too long
I don't mind staying, baby, we drove your car
I don't mind pacing outside, but, damn, it's cold
It's too cold, it's too cold
Oh, damn, oh, friend
Too much fun in the AM
I forgot my keys and my clothes
Is your girl coming home?
'Cause it's cold now and I'm locked out (Locked out)
Oh, hell, too real
Waiting outside in my good heels
I forgot my keys and my clothes
Is your girl coming home?
'Cause it's cold now and I'm locked out
Say what I'm gon' do?
What I'm 'posed to say?
You gon' get me killed, I'ma catch a fade
She'll be home soon, yeah, she'll be on the way
I just hit the 1, shit, I'm in the Palisades
You gon' have to pull up, uh, the fire escape, uh
Open up the window, get your little thangs
Get your little keys, get your little rings
Just free in the wind
Though, before she see your face