Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend - Lena Horne

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 charm in the end

But square cut or pear shape

These 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 hardboiled 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

Romance is divine

And I’m not one to knock it

Oh but diamonds are a girl’s best friend

Romance is divine

Yeah, but where can you hock it?

When the flame is gone

You just try and pawn a tired Don Juan!

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 Tiff’ney’s

Diamonds are a girl’s best friend