The French are glad to die for love They delight in fighting duels But I prefer a man who lives And gives expensive jewels
A kiss on the hand May be quite continental But diamonds are a girl's best friend
A kiss may be grand But it won't pay the rental On your humble flat Or help you at the automat
Men grow cold as girls grow old And we all lose our charms in the end But square-cut or pear-shaped Those rocks don't lose their shape Diamonds are a girl's best friend
Tiffany's! Cartier! Black, Starr, Frost! Gorham! Talk to me Harry Winston, Tell me all about it!
There may come a time When a lass needs a lawyer But diamonds are a girl's best friend
There may come a time When a hard-boiled employer Thinks you're awful nice But get that ice or else no dice
Time rolls on And youth is gone And you can't straighten up when you bend
But stiff back Or stiff knees You stand straight at ... Tiffany's
Diamonds! Diamonds! I don't mean rhinestones! But diamonds are a girl's best ... Best friend !Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
