Tina Took Her Tap Shoes

Tip, tap, tip, tap, Tina took her tap shoes
Tapped on the tile floor, down at the grocery store
Tip, tap, tip, tap, Tina took her tap shoes
Down to the grocery store
Mr. Green the manager
Furrowed his brow and spun around
Scratched his head, frowned and said
«What's that funny clicking sound?»
Tip, tap, tip, tap, Tina took her tap shoes
Tapped on the tile floor, down at the grocery store
Tip, tap, tip tap, Tina took her tap shoes
Down to the grocery store
«This can’t go on,» growled Mr. Green
«This child is scuffin' up the aisles»
But Tina brightened up his mood
With bouncing curls and gleeful smiles
And Mr. Green was mesmerized
By the sparkle in her eyes
As he recalled his younger days
When he used to dance that way. .. and he went
Tip, tap, tip, tap, with Tina and her tap shoes
Down to the grocery store
They did the shuffle off to Buffalo
passin' by the muffin dough
A triple time step with a break
sailin' by the sirloin steak
Heel drops, toe drops,
right beside the gum drops
Riff four, soft shoe,
'round the cheese and tofu
They did some digs and running flaps
past the figs and ginger snaps
A Maxiford with two chugs
stopping by the water jugs
They broke into a shim sham
right beside the canned yams
Then followed with a walking six
past the peas and carrot sticks
Tip, tap, tip, tap, with Tina and her tap shoes
Down to the grocery —
no stoppin', no sir-ee
down to the grocery store