| the french were bred 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 girls best friend. |
| a kiss may be grand but it wont 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 |
| these rocks dont lose their shape |
| diamonds are a girls best friend |
| …tiffany's…cartier… |
| talk to me harry, winston, tell me all about it! |
| there may come a time when a hard boiled emploer |
| things you’re awful nice |
| but get that ice or else no dice |
| he’s your guy when stocks are high |
| but beware when they start to descend, |
| it’s then that those louses go back to their spouses |
| diamonds are a girls best friend. |
| i’ve heard of affairs that are strictly platonic |
| but diamonds are a girls best friend, |
| and i think affairs that you must keep liaisonic |
| are better bets if little pets get big bag gifts. |
| time rolls on and youth ise gone |
| and you cant straighten up when you bend |
| but stiff back of stiff knees |
| you stand straight at tiffanys |
| diamonds… diamonds… |
| -i dont mean rock salt- |
| but diamonds, are a girls best friends! |