Marc Almond - The Heel

The one who has me for his own
Is on the town and not alone
In his blue suit and his new tie
He slams the door without goodbye
Tonight my eyes are jealous green
Tonight I'm melancholy mean
He meets in secret rendezvous
Some dame to tell his troubles to
The heel

He'll promise her most anything
A sable coat, a diamond ring
She'll find him out when its too late
And all she'll get will be the date
But while the dawn's a distant thing
In his embrace her heart will sing
A dizzy head will spin with lies
And all too late a woman cries
The heel