Play With Fire by The Rolling Stones
Sometimes I really hate the Rolling Stones. Sometimes I really love them. This is a song that I love.
Lyrics
Well you got your diamonds
and you got your pretty clothes
and the chauffeur drives your car
you let everybody know
Don't play with me cause you're playing with fire
Your mother, she's an heiress
she owns a block in St. John's wood
and you're father'd be there with her
if only he could
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 Stepney
not in Knight's Bridge anymore
Don't play with me cause you're playing with fire
Now you got some diamonds
and you will add some others
but you better watch your step girl
or start living with your mother
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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My name is Aaron. I write, I sometimes draw, and I sometimes play guitar.
But mostly, I just procrastinate.
When I'm not procrastinating, I publish a webcomic called Zero's Heroes.
Check it out:
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But mostly, I just procrastinate.
When I'm not procrastinating, I publish a webcomic called Zero's Heroes.
Check it out:
www.newhavencomics.com
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