Oh, my baby goes rockin', ooh, rockin' all night
No shoes no stockin's, but that's all right
Well she don't need stockin's and shoes to rock all night
Ooh, stockin's and shoes, stockin's and shoes
Well you don't need stockin's and shoes to dance the blues
Well I love a-my baby, indeed I do
Well I love a-my baby, she loves me too
You oughta see us rock without stockin's and shoes
Ooh, stockin's and shoes, stockin's and shoes
Well you don't need stockin's and shoes to dance the blues
Well the bare feet slappin' on the hardwood floor
These crazy things a-happen, along about four
And the very next night my baby's a-back for more
Ooh, stockin's and shoes, stockin's and shoes
Well you don't need stockin's and shoes to dance the blues
Well I bought my baby some crazy socks
I love my baby, but she don't wear socks
Yeah she kicks her shoes right off and man she rocks
Ooh, stockin's and shoes, stockin's and shoes
Well you don't need stockin's and shoes to dance the blues
Ooh, stockin's and shoes, stockin's and shoes
Stockin's and shoes

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Writer(s): Burt Bacharach, Hal David