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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,

ta na na
Ta na na na
She got diamonds on the soles of her shoes,
Diamonds on the soles of her shoes,
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
but then she, slipped into my pocket
With my car keys,
She said you’ve taken me for granted
Because I please you
Wearing these dia-monds,

And I could say Oo oo oo,
As if everybody knows
What I’m talking about,
As if everybody here 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
and 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 yeah,
Well that’s one way to lose
These walking blues,
diamonds on the soles of my shoes,

ta na na na
ta na na na na
ta na na na
ta na na na na

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Paul Simon, Diamonds on the soles of her shoes