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[Verse]
E 
Traffic's wild tonight
                            A
Diamond smiles her cocktail smile
                          B
Tonight she’s in heavy disguise
                                    E
She looks at her wrist to clock the passing time

[Verse]
E
Weather's mild tonight
                                 A
She wonders will they notice her eyes
                                B
She wonders will her glamour survive
                                    E               B  A
And can they see she’s going down a third time

[Verse]
   E
Oh everybody tries
                        A
It’s Dale Carnegie gone wild
                       B
But Barbara Cartland’s child
                       E
Long ago perfected the motionless glide

[Verse]
           E
And in the low voltage noise
                             A
Diamond seems so sure and so poised
                                  B
She shimmers for the bright young boys
                                 E
And says ‘love is for others but me it destroys’

[Verse]
    E
The girl in the cake
                          A
Jumped out too soon by mistake
                                    B
Somebody said the whole things half baked
                                     E
And Diamond lifts her glass and says    ‘Cheers’

    E
She stands to one side,
                                       A
There’s no more to this than meets the eye
                         B
Everybody drinks Martini dry
                                E
And talks about clothes and the latest styles

[Chorus]
E                    A
Oh, oh they said she did it with grace
              B
They said she did it with style
              A
They said she did it all
            B
They said before she died
      A
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
B                    E
I remember Diamond’s smile

(Drum Fill)

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[Verse]
  E
Nobody saw her go
                                              A
They said they should have noticed ‘cause her dress was cut so low
                     B
Well it only goes to show
                         E
Ha, ha how many real men any of us know

[Verse]
    E
She went up the stairs
                      A
Stood upon the vanity chair
                              B
Tied her lamé belt around the chandelier
                             E
And went out, kicking at the perfumed air

[Chorus]
E                       A
Oh, oh oh they said she did it with grace
              B
They said she did it with style
              A
They said she did it all
            B
They said before she died
      A
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
B                    E
I remember Diamond’s smile

[Outro]
E
Na, na, na, na, na, na
A
Na, na, na, na, na, na
B
Na, na, na, na, na, na
E
Na, na, na, na, na, na