The French are glad to die forlove
They delight in fighting duelsBut
I prefer a man who lives
And givesExpensive 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 rentalOn
your humble flatOr help you at the automatMen grow cold
As girls grow old
And we all lose our charms in the end
But square-cut or pear-shaped
These rocks don't lose their shape
Diamonds are a girl's best friend
Tiffany's. . . Cartier. . .
Black frost. . .Pearl 'bossed. . .
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 iceOr else no dice
He's your guy
when stocks are high
But beware when they start to descend
Cos that's when those lousesGo back to their spouses
Diamonds are a girl's best friend
I've heard of affairs
which are strictly Platonic
But diamonds are a girl's best friend
And I think affairs that youMust keep Masonic
Are better betsIf little pets get big baguettes
Time rolls on, and youth is gone
And you can't straighten up
when you bendBut stiff back,
or stiff kneesYou stand straight at Tiffany's
Diamonds, diamonds. . .I don't mean rhinestones
Diamonds. . .Are a girl's best. . . best friend