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 Gormham!
Talk to me Harry Winston;
Tell me all about it!
Diamonds are a girl's best friend