Written by Bob Welch.


She came in like a hurricane
Wearing boots and diamond rings
With a fox fur on her shoulder
She set wondering
And I could tell she was feeling abandoned
Because she flashed a look across my way
She said hop for a ride
You ll never ask me but I ll tell you anyway

She took me out on the blackboard jungle
Put me straight in a hurricane
She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways
If I could sing like Paul McCartneyor get funky like Etta James
I d never changeI d never changeI d never change silver heeled ways

She came in and her flags were flying
She was a sailboat of sweet perfume
And I could see that her eyes were smiling
From across the room
Well I couldn t think of conversation
I was busy looking at her furs
She said Heyyou ll never ask me
So I guess I ll say the word

She took me out on the blackboard jungle
Put me straight in a hurricane
She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways
If I could sing like Paul McCartneyand funky like Etta James
I d never changeI d never changeNo I d never change silver heeled ways

(silversilver heels) that s what I mean
(silver) whoo talking bout silver (silver heels)
(silver) alright (silver heels)
I m talkin bout silver (silver) silver heels (silver)
She took me out on the blackboard jungle
Put me straight in a hurricane
She hypnotized my eyes with her silver heeled ways
If I could sing like Paul McCartneyand funky like Etta James
I d never changeNo I d never change herI d never change silver heeled ways

(silver) Oooh silver heels
(silver) talkin bout silver heels
(silver) silver heels
(silver) that s what I mean...

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