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Costello Elvis Shoes Without Heels

In the dead of night, you tiptoe out and leave me all alone Putting on your satin slip-ons and your sultry French cologne. She's wearing shoes without heels

the dead of night, you tiptoe out and leave me all alone Putting on your satin slip-ons and your sultry French cologne. She's wearing shoes without heels

In the dead of night, you tiptoe out and leave me all alone Putting on your satin slip-ons and your sultry French cologne. She's wearing shoes without heels