The Rolling Stones - Play With Fire lyrics

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