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 These 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
He's your guy when stocks are high But beware when they start to descend Cos that's when those louses Go 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 you must keep Masonic Are better bets if little pets get big baguettes
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...