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 a 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 diamonds 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