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๑๑ДЖЕНТЕЛЬМЕНЫ ПРЕДПОЧИТАЮТ БЛОНДИНОК*๑๑ ๑๑۩۩๑Diamonds are a girl's best friend๑۩۩๑๑ 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. 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. I've heard of affairs That are strictly platonic, But diamonds are a girl's best friend. And I think affairs That you must keep liaisonic 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 friend. ๑๑۩۩๑Two little girls from Little Rock๑۩۩๑๑ We're just two little girls from Little Rock. We lived on the wrong side of the tracks. But the gentlemen friends who used to call, they never did seem to mind at all. They came to the wrong side of the tracks. Then someone broke my heart in Little Rock, so I up and left the pieces there. Like a little lost lamb I roamed about, I came to New York and I found out that men are the same way everywhere. I was young and determined to be wined and dined and ermined and I worked at it all around the clock. Now one of these days in my fancy clothes, I'm going back home and punch the nose of the one who broke my heart in Little Rock, Little Rock! I'm just a little girl from Little Rock, a horse used to be my closest pal. Though I never did learn to read or write, I learnt about love in the pale moonlight and now I'm an educated gal. I learnt an awful lot in Little Rock, and here's some advice I'd like to share: find a gentleman who is shy or bold, or short or tall, or young or old.. as long as the guy's a millionaire! For a kid from the wrong street I did very well on Wall Street, though I never owned a share of stock. And now that I'm known in the biggest banks, I'm going back home and give my thanks to the one who broke my heart in Little Rock! ۩۩*Но женятся джентельмены на брюнетках!۩۩