D She's a rich girl, she don't try to hide itA D Diamonds on the soles of her shoesD Hes's a poor boy, empty as a pocketA D Empty as a pocket with nothing to loseG D A D Sing ta-na-na, ta-na-na-na, diamonds on the soles of her shoesG D A D Sing ta-na-na, ta-na-na-na, diamonds on the soles of her shoesA D Diamonds on the soles of her shoes.A D Diamonds on the soles of her shoes, poor boyA D Diamonds on the soles of her shoes.D G A D G A D G A D G AD G A D People say she's crazy she got diamonds on the soles of her shoesG A D Well, that's one way to lose those walking bluesG A D 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-amondsD G A D And I can say ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-oohG A D As if everybody here would know what I was talkin' aboutG A D As if everybody would know exactly what I was talkin' aboutG A D G -A D 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 ......
Diamonds On The Soles Of Her Shoes
Paul Simon
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