diamonds, brilliant, in Bel-Air now
hot summer nights, mid-July, when you and i were forever wild
hot summer days, rock and roll the way you play for me at your show
and all the ways, I got to know Your pretty face and electric soul
the crazy days, city lights, the way you'd play with me like a child
will you still love me when i'm no longer young and beautiful?
will you still love me when i've got nothing but my aching soul?
Father tell me if you can
all that grace, all that body
all that face, makes me wanna party
he's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds
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