Elizabeth Cook - Cutting Diamonds

Slept all day woke up in the evening to see if the believers were still believing
The towers were reconvening, sky seemed to be slightly leaning
I had a man did nothing but play, he kept me around anyway
Now I got mad love for brand new rhyming, he’s over here

Cuttin’ my diamond, Cuttin’ my diamond
Cuttin’ my rock, cutting that talk
Cuttin’ that street, cutting those feet

Follow around a winged maiden you may find her to be troubled laden
She has no line on polished pearls, those are for the proper girls
This man would watch me walk a wire and bitch about me gettin higher
Now I got mad love for brand new rhyming, he’s over here

Cuttin’ my diamond, cutting my diamond
Cuttin’ my rock, cutting that talk
Cuttin’ that street, cutting those feet
Feelin’ his girl, feelin’ his girl
Taking a walk, round the world

Sacagawea’s belt got spent on a fur for the president
Don’t take a pioneer to see, she a better woman than me
Now I got mad love for brand new rhyming, he’s over here

Cuttin’ my diamond, cutting my diamond
Cuttin’ my rock, cutting that talk
Cuttin’ that street, cutting those feet
Feelin’ his girl, feelin’ his girl
Takin a walk, round the world