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 father took your diamonds and
Tiaras by the score
Now you gets your kicks in Stepney
Not in Knightsbridge anymore

So don't play with me
'Cause you're playing with fire...

[Instrumental Bridge]
Now you've got your diamonds and
You shall 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...