Lyrics
I've got something to confess, this is my apology
It's a crazy situation, kind of hard to believe
I've got this strange obsession , And I just can't get no relief
You might think it's about love, but that's not my excuse
Or maybe about money, but I've got nothing to loose
For some strange reason, I just go wild over shoes
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New shoes, well you know that I love'em
New shoes, well I've gotta have'em
New shoes, they make me look so fine
New shoes, they make me feel divine
Gimme that Prada, Gimme some Jimmy Choo
Got to get some more of those new shoes
It drives my man crazy when he comes home at night
He looks in my closet and he almost faints at the sight
Those shoes keep multiplying at the speed of light
He says - Baby, you know I give all my money to you
But you just go out and you spend it on all of those shoes
Now I think that my man has a case of those New Shoes Blues
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