I admit that those clothes you wear are might fancy
And that smile of your?s looks so dignified
And everyone you meet thinks you?re an angel
Oh but soon they?ll learn you?re just an angel in disguise
With those high heels and no soul
You don?t care who you hurt as long as you reach your goal
With those high heels and no soul
This game of love you?re playing is getting mighty old
Oh so many times I?ve walked the floor while you walk the streets
And my only helping hand baby was on the clock
Now the only arms that hold me are on my favorite chair
And this foolish thing between us has just gotta stop
With your high heels and no soul
You don?t care who you hurt as long as you reach your goal
With your high heels and no soul
This game of love you?re playing is getting mighty old
Yes this game of love you?re playing is getting mighty old