Music by Elton John
Lyrics by Bernie Taupin

I hear tell some playboy has kidnapped your heart
With his plane and his plans for games after dark

Just a pain in his pocket, and the price of a room
Where the second hand sheets smell of stale perfume

If there´s sharks in the water, don´t swim where it´s deep
For the taste of success can be bitter and sweet
It could be alright that I act like a child
But you´ll be the loser when the jokers run wild

You´re just playing the game, but the stakes are too high
What will you do when the chips start to fly
When the deck´s stacked against you, and the living gets hard
Oh it´s four walls of madness in this house of cards

Common you call me, but I know there´s time
In a handful of diamonds, a heart´s hard to find
And your house of cards starts weighing you down
Your nights become restless when the clubs start to pound