TONGUES AND TOES it's summertime I see those people walking in lovely shoes they're standing and they're talking their toes break out as if they want to cry "we want a man who laps us up until we're dry" night time, night time my tongue on your toes moist and sticky the way the story goes I love your shoes, I love your shoes dance, dance, dance I like to see your glance turn, turn, turn the way the lovers burn sway, sway, sway 'til night becomes a day hold, hold, hold I will do what you told it's summertime I lie here on the floor look at your lovely shoes in front of me you're standing your toes break out as if they want to cry "we want your mouth to lap us up until we're dry"