Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Diamonds On the Soles of Her Shoes


She's a rich girl  
She don't try to hide it  Diamonds on the soles of her shoes 
He's a poor boy 
Empty as a pocket  
Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose  Sing Ta na na  Ta na na na  She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes  She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes  Diamonds on the soles of her shoes  Diamonds on the soles of her shoes  People say she's crazy  She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes  Well that's one way to lose these  Walking blues  Diamonds on the soles of her shoes  She was physically forgotten  Then she slipped into my pocket  With my car keys  She said you've taken me for granted  Because I please you  Wearing these diamonds  And I could say Oo oo oo  As if everybody knows  What I'm talking about  As if everybody would know  Exactly what I was talking about  Talking about diamonds on the soles of her shoes  She makes the sign of a teaspoon  He makes the sign of a wave  The poor boy changes clothes  And puts on after-shave  To compensate for his ordinary shoes  And she said honey take me dancing  But they ended up by sleeping  In a doorway  By the bodegas and the lights on  Upper Broadway  Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes  And I could say Oo oo oo  As if everybody here would know  What I was talking about  I mean everybody here would know exactly  What I was talking about  Talking about diamonds  People say I'm crazy  I got diamonds on the soles of my shoes  Well that's one way to lose  These walking blues  Diamonds on the soles of your shoes 

1 comment:

Nathanael Ndjerareou said...

Great article! Love your perspective on everyday life.

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