In Her Shoes

Always wanted red lips from Mary Kay
Revlon, blond hair, long legs
Dancin' in the kitchen like no one was there
I was watchin' from the top of the stairs
I always tried to sit in on girls night
Gossip looked more fun with a glass of wine
No one else I wanted to be
Well the apple ain't far from the tree

She got a laugh you can't forget
A little sass, a long list of bad men
Holds a liquor better than a bottle can
And ain't afraid to let you know where she stands
Maybe too strong for her own good
Sure, she saw a little more than she should
She don't look back when she leaves a room
And damn if that ain't me too
Am I my mother, or am I just walkin' in her shoes?
Hmm

Workin' two jobs, barely makin' rent
Never short on good times, good friends
Fallin' for a guy to fix up
We just can't seem to quit the hard stuff
And how much of her do they see in me?
The apple ain't far from the tree

She got a laugh you can't forget
A little sass, a long list of bad men
Holds a liquor better than a bottle can
And ain't afraid to let you know where she stands
Maybe too strong for her own good
Sure, she saw a little more than she should
She don't look back when she leaves a room
And damn if that ain't me too
Am I my mother, or am I just walkin' in her shoes?

Oh, yeah
Walkin' in her shoes
Hmm, yeah

In her boots, in her heels
In the way that she feels
When the leaves turn into fresh snow
In her head, in her heart
Yeah, there's always a part of her
Everywhere I go

Like a laugh that you can't forget
A little sass, a long list of bad men
Holds a liquor better than a bottle can
And ain't afraid to let you know where she stands
Maybe too strong for her own good
Sure, she saw a little more than she should
She don't look back when she leaves a room
And damn if that ain't me too
Am I my mother?
Am I my mother, or am I just walkin' in her shoes?

Yeah
Walkin', walkin' in her shoes

Yes, this is the mother, Allison Elizabeth Scott
This is the daughter as your Sophia Elizabeth Scott