Isn't she pretty when she's looking kind of pale
She's working for the weekend, got loneliness for sale
Golden slippers and all that cheap perfume
She was working at the diner, she couldn't have been finer
She just walks out 'cause she ain't no nine-to-fiver
Golden slippers and all that cheap perfume
And she took me to her room, she whispered in my ear
Pick me up tonight, baby, I'll wipe away all your tears
With my cheap perfume

'Cause that's ok with me
Be what she want to be
Please take me to your room
Golden slippers and cheap perfume
She's not a little angel, she's looking cold and scared
She could be a shadow or she could be anywhere
With that cheap perfume

There was a fragrance in the air as she laced up her shoes
The smell of cheap perfume and those cigarette blues
Golden slippers
Don't need imagination or the luck of the cards
To get a full hand with you, baby, it just ain't that hard
Just wear that cheap perfume
But that's ok with me
Be what you want to be
And just take me to your room
Golden slippers and cheap perfume

Cheap perfume
Cheap perfume
But that's ok with me
Be what you want to be
And just take me to your room
Golden slippers and cheap perfume
Cheap perfume
Cheap perfume