Well, you´ve got your diamonds and you´ve got your pretty clothes And the chauffeur drives your car
You let everybody know But don´t play with me, ´cause you´re playing with fire
Your mother she´s an heiress, owns a block in Saint John´s Wood And your father´d be there with her If he only could But don´t play with me, ´cause you´re playing with fire
Your old man took her diamond´s and tiaras by the score Now she gets her kicks in Stepney Not in Knightsbridge anymore So don´t play with me, ´cause you´re playing with fire
Now you´ve got some diamonds and you will have some others But you´d better watch your step, girl Or start living with your mother So don´t play with me, ´cause you´re playing with fire So don´t play with me, ´cause you´re playing with fire