The Rolling Stones
The Rolling Stones - Play With Fire lyrics
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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