Diamonds

Oh getaway and don't come back

Who do you think you're fooling with lies like that?

You have dreams that set the rain on fire

Burning with a cheap desire

And it's plain as grey that what you say

Have meanings of their own

My love, she don't need diamonds



My love's more than a sweet dream

And she don't need diamonds

She shakes her hip to the tambourine

And she don't need diamonds

If you can't love me for nothing

They you can't love me at all

And it's plain as grey that what you say

Have meanings of their own



We all got to dance, take a chance?

But babe you should have stayed at home

My love, my love, she don't need diamonds

 
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