Play With Fire (originally by the Rolling Stones) (feat. Michael Franti) – Gov’t Mule
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Well you’ve got your diamonds Got your pretty clothes Chauffeur drives you around Everybody knows But don’t you play with me, ’cause you’re playin’ 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’re playin’ 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’re playin’ with fire
Now you’ve got some diamonds You will have some others But you’d better watch your step, girl You’ve been back living with your mother So don’t you play with me, ’cause you’re playin’ with fire Don’t you play with me, ’cause you’re playin’ with fire
Don’t you play with me, ’cause you’re playin’ with fire