Sparkling diamonds from out of a stash
They told me I could take 'em and turn 'em into cash
I took 'em to the corner, to the dolly-shop man
He said, "Son, I should inform you, just so you understand"

I'm not an operator, I'm not here to take you in
I'm not here to tell your fortune or listen to your sins
I've got nothing to sell you, I would never rob or steal
But I'll be sure to tell you if your diamonds ain't for real

That's why you can trust me
You know you can
You're getting it straight at the regular rate
From the dolly-shop man

It's always open season, somebody looking for a slice
There ain't no rhymе or reason to the tumbling dice
I got nothing to sеll you, I would never rob or steal
But I'll be sure to tell you if your diamonds ain't for real

A parcel of preachers talking heaven and hell
They never quit the speeches, they're always doing well
I got nothing to sell you, I would never rob or steal
But I'll be sure to tell you if your diamonds ain't for real

That's why you can trust me
You know you can
You're getting it straight
At the regular rate
From the dolly-shop man
That's why you can trust me
You know you can
You're getting it straight
At the regular rate
From the dolly-shop man