All night long she keeps one eye on the tables, one eye on the stage and her third eye on every sweaty hand that wanta creep up her skirt. Wearing a skirt’s a bad idea in a place like this but the manager says if she can’t show a little leg then he’ll show her the door and she needs the tips the sweaty ole hands drop on her tray. It’s the wee hours of the mornin’, Dixie Delicious is dancin’ up on stage with some big ole white feathers hooked to her arms, floatin’ around her head lookin’ like … Continue reading What’s Shoes Got to do With It, Part 2