When the thought of any good love
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Seems as far off as the sun
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And friends are cold and distant
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Over some stupid thing I've done
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I used to wax and wallow
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In the throes of misery
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Now I simply just haul myself down to the mall
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And buy a pair of therapy.
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New shoes, new shoes
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Oh life seems so much better
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In some brand new patent leather
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Guaranteed to shine away your blues
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Even on credit, I never regret it
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I just adore new shoes.
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Now some women cheer themselves
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With a brand new slinky dress
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Well, I’ve gained three sizes since I’ve been in college
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That would just serve to depress
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But get me to an Agnier,
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Even a Payless will do in a pinch,
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I don't like to brag but my feet are quite slim
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They have not gained an inch.
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New shoes, new shoes
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A brand new set of pumps
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Can get me out of the dumps
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I get to dye them any color I choose
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A couple of sling backs and I get my zing back
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I just adore new shoes.
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My love life is over I just go buy some loafers!
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Gosh it sure feels good
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To put a deposit in my foot ware closet
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lmelda Marcos was just misunderstood
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New shoes, new shoes
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Oh problems seem much smaller
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When you're four inches taller
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You can rise about them low-down blues
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The higher the heel, the better I feel
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I just adore new shoes.
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New Shoes
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| Deirdre Flint |
