September17 , 2025

    “Shoes… More Shoes” by Nicola Coughlan

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    A follow up to this post.

    Espresso who? I think we got a new Song of the Summer 24 contender.

    Money generated from the song will be donated to the Trevor Project and Not a Phase.

    [Lyrics][Intro]
    This one goes out to all the girly pops
    You know when Real Housewives release songs exclusively for gay men?
    That’s like my dream job

    [Chorus]
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes

    [Post-Chorus]
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoеs
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoеs
    More shoes

    [Verse 1]
    London, Galway, Tokyo
    Grab some champagne, good to go
    (Paris, Hamptons, Monaco
    Find good stream or not at all)
    Galway girl in London town, London town, London town
    Galway girl in London town
    There’s only one Lady Whistledown

    [Refrain]
    Let me tell you something
    Let me tell you something
    Money can’t buy you class, class, class, class, class
    Let me tell you something
    Let me tell you something
    Money can’t buy you class, class, class, class, class
    It can buy you a shit ton of

    [Chorus]
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes

    [Post-Chorus]
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes (Shoes)
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes (Shoes)
    More shoes

    [Verse 2]
    This one’s for all the wee lesbians
    All the girly pops
    Have you ever noticed that transphobes have really shitty hair
    That, that, that, that, that’s karma bitch

    [Refrain]
    Let me tell you something
    Let me tell you something
    Money can’t buy you class, class, class, class, class
    Let me tell you something
    Let me tell you something
    Money can’t buy you class, class, class, class, class
    It can buy you a shit ton of

    [Chorus]
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes
    Shoes, private yachts, caviar, more shoes

    [Post-Chorus]
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes (Shoes)
    Shoes, shoes, shoes, shoes (Shoes)
    More shoes

    [Bridge]
    New York’s hottest club is Sonja Morgan’s townhouse
    You can call me Lady Whistledown
    But your dad, dad, dad, dad
    Just calls me, just calls me, just calls me 
Katya

    [Outro]
    Oh, you’re trying to come for me?
    You’re trying to come for me?
    Come for me? For me? For me?
    Come for me? For me? For me?
    You’re trying to come for me?
    Baby, there’s only one shady Whistledown

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