Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend (Live)

Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend - Laura Fygi

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 loose 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.

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.