| Diamonds
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| Don’t come and get to me
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| Layin' there, in the sand
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| I’d forgotten how much it means to me
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| You sit there, holdin' my hand
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| I don’t like your lonesome ways
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| They’re pushin' me deathbound
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| Maybe I see the day
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| Or maybe just the sound
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| Forgive me for innocence lost
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| I can’t stand, baby, that I’ve sinned
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| Relive me and the time spent
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| I never looked to when but to begin
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| Forgive me my vision’s bent
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| I only thought my chances were slim
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| Diamonds
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| Don’t come and get to me
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| Sittin' at the window, counting your dough
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| I remember how little you called on me
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| When you found someone to call your own
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| I don’t like your lonesome ways
|
| They’re pushin' me deathbound
|
| Maybe I see the day, or maybe just the sound
|
| Forgive me for innocence lost
|
| I can’t stand, baby, that I’ve sinned
|
| Relive me and the time spent
|
| I never looked to when but to begin
|
| Forgive me my vision’s bent
|
| I only thought my chances were slim
|
| Diamonds
|
| Don’t come and get to me
|
| Layin' there, in the sand
|
| I’d forgotten how much it means to me
|
| When you sit there, holdin' my hand
|
| I don’t like your lonesome ways
|
| They’re pushin' me deathbound
|
| And maybe I see the day
|
| Or maybe just the sound |