She grew up in a nice neighbourhood

But it didn't do her no good

Cause she's just a sum of her influence

Hell, and I can't tell you the difference

By the cracked windscreen on her car

Something is telling you don't you know how lucky you are

You're just like the rest of those girls



They're all death by diamonds and

Death by diamonds and

Death by diamonds and

Death by diamonds and pearls

Death by diamonds and pearls



You got your figure all nice 

But the heart stays colder than ice

You got 25 grand on the bubble

And you're the one telling me that you don't think

I might be a fan of your insolence

But that don't make you the innocent

You're just like the rest of those girls



They're all death by diamonds and

Death by diamonds and

Death by diamonds and

Death by diamonds and pearls