Play with Fire

Well, you've got your diamonds

And you've got your pretty clothes

And the chauffeur drives your car, babe

You let everybody know

So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire

So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire

Your mother is some heiress

Got a block in Saint John's Wood

Your father would be there with her

If he only could

So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire

So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire

(Playing with fire, playing with fire)

Now she's got her diamonds

And she's gotta get some others

But she'd better watch her step, now

Or else be living with her mother

Oh don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire

So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire

No don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire

So don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire