歌詞

Well, you've got your diamonds You got your pretty clothes Chauffeur drives your car That everybody knows But don't you play with me 'Cause you play with fire Your mother, she's an heiress Owns a block in Saint John's Wood Your father would be with her If he only could But don't you play with me 'Cause you play with fire Your old man took her diamonds Tiaras by the score Now she gets her kicks in Stepney Not in Knightsbridge anymore So don't you play with me 'Cause you play with fire Now you've got some diamonds And you will have some others But you'd better watch your step, girl He's gonna living with your mother Don't you play with me 'Cause you play with fire Don't you play with me 'Cause you play with fire Don't you play with me 'Cause you play with fire
Writer(s): Phelge Nanker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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