I ain't ever gonna sell them,
They ain't for walkin' around
Special kind of shoes, the best I've found
Well, they're kind of small,
but there's a reason for that
Here's my boy, he's on his way
and I can tell you for sure
He'll be drivin' girls wild
Cause he'll rock like Elvis,
He'll have his mama's good looks,
There ain't a bullet in the eye
this without a word of a lie
One night when I was singing a lullaby
It's when I realized my boy was a girl
One, two, three, four, listen
That sweet little girl has
She's got a mama's good looks
And you know what that means
I'll be guarding the door
She's got a size two pair
She's got a size two pair
She's got a size two pair of birds,