Well, you've got your diamonds
And you've pretty close
And the chauffer drives your car

He lets everybody know

But 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, she's an heiress
Owns a block in Hollywood
And your father, he'd be with her
You know, if he only could

But don't play with me, 'cause you're playing with fire
So, 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 LA
Not in Bell Air any more

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

Now you've got your diamonds
And you will have many others
But you'd better watch you step girl
Or start living with your mother

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

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