Now, Harvey was a bird, was a

He liked a tea cozy

Top of his kettle of tea

Above the bakery he lived all alone, and he

Tuned up his old violin

Now, Harvey was a dental hy-

Dental hygenist, he

Flossed with the best of the bunch

Went to the diner for lunch; had a salad and

Strolled out on Bradley and Main

He dreamed about a girl

Who’d bring light into his world

She’d be small and sweet, and not eat meat

And like him, she’d wear upon her feet:

Sensible shoes, sensible shoes, sensible

Sensible, sensible shoes

He always thought he had something to lose,

He wore sensible, sensible shoes

Now, Marla was a stone cutter

A mighty cutter of stone

Cut at the top of the breed

And every Saturday she’d go to the shore,

And she’d tune up her old Chevy Van

She’d walk up on the beam, in her

Big leather boots, and she’d

Whistle at the men who passed by

When none looked her in the eye, she would sigh and then

March to the diner for lunch

She thought she sought a man

Brawny back and giant hands

He would snore and swear, and though he’d shoot square

There is no way he would ever wear:

Sensible shoes, sensible shoes, sensible

Sensible, sensible shoes

They would not go with his beard and tattoos, not those

Sensible, sensible shoes

Maybe it was something in the coffee

Maybe in the blueberry pie

But when they both reached the counter, it

She thought he, he just, it was like, and they

Felt their hearts were fly...ing!

Now Harvey is a stone cleaner

After she cuts ‘em he

Polishes above and between

He keeps those big blocks so clean, he is Marla’s pride

Up on the high beam, up on, working side by side

Together up by the sky, happy groom and bride

High over Bradley and Main.

Sensible shoes, sensible shoes, sensible

Sensible, sensible shoes

They would not go with his beard and tattoos, not those

Sensible, sensible shoes

Sensible shoes, sensible shoes, sensible

Sensible, sensible shoes

You think you know what you need

But when it comes time to choose

You’ll lose your sensible, sensible shoes