Lyrics
There you go again, draggin'your chin on the floor, moanin' and
groanin' I don't love you anymore...
Now stop right there and listen here, I'll prove
my love is true, so you caught me
gawkin' at a squeeze that was walkin' and shakin' her whoopie-
do..
Well slap me 'cross the mush, it'll take more that a jiggily toosh
to tear me away from you...(she'll have to be rich too...)
Chorus: In a world full of costume jewelry, you're my true-blue gem,
what kind of fool would I be to trade my diamond for a rhinestone...
There's lots of things in this ole town that'll make me turn my head,
the preacher pro-nounced us married, but he didn't declare me dead,
I guess it's part of our nature, other men do it too, it's easy to see
it's a habit for me, but that's how I poteed you...
Chorus: In a world full of costume jewelry, you're my true-blue gem,
what kind of fool would I be to trade my diamond for a rhinestone...
It's not entirely my fault, you're partly to blame, I look at
her then I look at you to see if you giggle and grin, that's how I
determine if she's uglier than sin...
But if the veins in your neck start bulgin' I know right there and then
I have to sneak a second peak 'cause she got to be rated a TEN...
Chorus: In a world full of costume jewelry, you're my true-blue gem,
what kind of fool would I be to trade my diamond for a rhinestone...
So that's why you've been in the mirror, over-haulin' your face, don't
you know that's a waste of time no woman's ever won that race, it's the
way you love me that drives me crazy...
Who cares how much you wrinkle and sag, but should you ever get so
unbearable...that's why they invented...the paper bag...
Chorus: In a world full of costume jewelry, you're my true-blue gem,
what kind of fool would I be to trade my diamond for a rhinestone...
what kind of fool would I be to trade my diamond for a rhinestone...
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