Sparkling diamonds
From out of a stash
They told me I could take 'em
And turn 'em into cash
I took 'em to the corner
To the dolly shop man
He said, son, I should inform you
Just so you understand

I'm not an operator
I'm not here to take you in
I'm not here to tell your fortune
Or listen to your sins
I got nothing to sell you
I would never rob or steal
But I'll be sure to tell you
If your diamonds ain't for real

That's why you can trust me
You know you can
You're getting it straight
At the regular rate
From the dolly shop man

It's always open season
Somebody looking for a slice
There ain't no rhyme or reason
To the tumbling dice
I got nothing to sell you
I would never rob or steal
But I'll be sure to tell you
If your diamonds ain't for real

A parcel of preachers
Talking heaven and hell
They never quit the speeches
They're always doing well
I got nothing to sell you
I would never rob or steal
But I'll be sure to tell you
If your diamonds ain't for real

That's why you can trust me
You know you can
You're getting it straight
At the regular rate
From the dolly shop man

That's why you can trust me
You know you can
You're getting it straight
At the regular rate
From the dolly shop man

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