The Other Shoe
by Old 97s © 1997 Old 97s
One old brown shoe Falls in slow motion And the bed springs hover Right above your head As bed springs do When you're beneath them And someone else just Climbed into your bed By the time she thought You'd probably got to Phenix She'd arranged for Your shoes to be filled You've got your pride And a blue-steel 45 And you're waiting for The other shoe to fall You dig a double grave out in the meadow Curse the rain that turns the dirt to mud Take 35 South towards Laredo Try to find a doctor That'll prescribe an elixir That'll make everything better Except your late wife and her lover By the time she thought You'd probably got to Phoenix She'd sealed her fate And gotten herself killed You've got your pride And a blue-steel 45 And you're waiting for The other shoe to fall