[Verse 1]
Oh, baby, you move like you're crazy
I'm in love with your shoes
No laces, each tongue out of place, and then the soles slap your heels when you move
[Chorus]
This isn't fetishized, this is your shoe
This isn't fetishized, this is your shoe
This isn't fetishized, but keep in mind, keep in mind
Your pleasure when peeling the shells from several hard-boiled eggs
[Verse 2]
Four children stare out from a porch swing and they're stoned, bored, restless
Your tongue drying up in your mouth
God save the empire!
Cold, thin fingers numb to the realm of desire
God save the empire!
[Verse 3]
An object you touch when words are enough
The words I can sing or whisper or scream
The shape of your feet kept under the sheets
[Bridge]
The emperor's spy is telling you lies (Don't, she might hurt you...)
It happens each time his shoes are untied
[Outro]
Stoned, bored, restless
Why do we touch everything?
God save the empire!