Diamonds on the soles of her shoes

Paul Simon

She's a rich girl, she don't try to hide it Diamonds on the soles of her shoes Hes's a poor boy, empty as a pocket Empty as a pocket with nothing to lose Sing ta-na-na, ta-na-na-na, diamonds on the soles of her shoes Sing ta-na-na, ta-na-na-na, diamonds on the soles of her shoes Diamonds on the soles of her shoes. Diamonds on the soles of her shoes, poor boy 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 those walking blues Wearin' diamonds on the soles of her shoes She's physic'ly forgot but then she slipped into my pocket with my car keys She say's you're taking me for granted because I please you Wearing these di-i-i-i-i-amonds And I can say ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh As if everybody here would know what I was talkin' about As if everybody would know exactly what I was talkin' about G-A Talkin' about diamonds on the soles of her shoes ( oo-ooh, oo-ooh) She makes the sign of a teaspoon, he makes the sine of a wave The poor boy changes clothes & puts on aftershave To compensate for his ordinary shoes She said "honey, take me dancing" but they ended up out sleeping in a doorway By the bordellos and the lights of Upper Broadway Wearing diamonds on the soles of their shoes And I can say ......