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
 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
 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 ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
 As if everybody knows what I'm talking about
 As if everybody you 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 ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
 And 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 our shoes
 Ta na na na
 Ta na na na
 Ta na na na
 Ta na na na
 Ta na na na
 Ta na na na
 Ta na na na
 Ta na na na
 Ta na na na
 Ta na na na