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.
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’.
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 girl’s best friend.
