Picture a bar where you pickle your liver
With lemon and gin, and shooters, large size
Somebody hands you a drink, you sip slowly
He's got you undressed with his eyes

Bright neon loud box keeps vibrating screams
Somebody please crank it down
You're just a someone with sin seeking eyes
On the town..

Lou C. was the guy with diamonds
Lou C. was the guy with diamonds
Lou C. was the guy with diamonds, yeah

Asks you to dance, breaks a Franklin for two drinks,
You like his aroma, and enjoy his lies
Stays off your feet, as you both sway emotion
The time and the music soon flies..

Bar room is closing, he waits by the door
Asking to take you back home
His Cadillac is a white horse drawn coach,
This is Rome..

Lou C. was the guy with diamonds
Lou C. was the guy with diamonds
Lou C. was the guy with diamonds, yeah

Moments across town you reach your apartment,
While he's in the bathroom, you pour a night cap
The mickey you slip him is taking effect
And he passes out in your lap..

Lou C. was the guy with diamonds
Lou C. was the guy with diamonds
Lou C. was the guy with diamonds, yeah

Lou C. was the guy with diamonds
Lou C. was the guy with diamonds
Lou C. was the guy with diamonds, yeah
(Now, you are)