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Arrived in Paris in my Paul Smith shoes The purple ones, they weren't hard to choose I was feeling high I had no blues I was grooving to the sound of my heartbeat, yeah All the guys were just checking my dues So I kicked a smile, swung my hips on cue Everybody was looking at my feet Staring hard, couldn't resist I always wear my Paul Smith shoes So good to wear my little purple shoes It was cold, I didn't feel the cold Everyday I was unknown I was always dancing in the street Everybody was looking at me Somenone asked me where I got my shoes I said in London where you will see Girls in winter with no tights on Bare-legged, loving and free I always wear my Paul Smith shoes So good to wear my little purple shoes Letras de cancionesI don't care if it's cold or hot I don'T care if you like them or not I always wear my Paul Smith shoes So good to wear my little purple shoes From Letras Mania