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Pool Hall Richard

Sweatin' hard, I didn't get a shotAll I did was stand
around and get too hotKnowin' all the people wasn't
on my sideLosin' all my money and I'm getting tiredAll
the women come around himLike he's Getty's sonMakes
you kind of jealous, but it sure is funI don't mind,
but he wants my lady tooYou know the crowd gets bigger
as the word goes 'roundPool Hall king was playin' back
in townMinnesota Fats, standin' up at the backTryin'
to hide himself in a plastic macYou ought to hear the
silenceWhen the kid walks inHis reputation's bigger
than gasolineI don't mind,
but he's tryin' to feel my lady tooPool Hall Richard,
you're far too wicked, we knowPool Hall Richard,
kid you're wicked, we knowYou broke more hearts than
a gigolo could ever doWith your yellow carnation and
your pink satin suitYou make me jealous,
but I worship youOne day soon,
I'm gonna beat you cleanWipe that smile right off your
chinEverybody gonna drive from miles aroundQuein' up
to see me, take away your crownThen you'll never,
never, ever take my lady loveC'monPool Hall Richard,
you're far too wicked, we know,
yes we doPool Hall Richard,
kid you're wicked, we knowYou broke more hearts than
a gigolo could ever do, dig thisBang goes the brown,
that's another one downKnow they play much better when
the sun gone downBang goes the green,
you're so obsceneYour hands are dirty but your skin
is cleanBang goes the blue,
lock away your cueThe poor Hall king is hustlin' youBang
goes the eight ball, didn't see it spin at allThis
kid can play, oh yeahBang goes the brown,
ooh, another one downKnow they play much better,
now the sun gone downBang goes the green,
you're so obsceneYour hands are dirty,
your scent is cleanDown the pink,
one more to sinkGonna beat you someday,
'cause you're makin' me sickDown on the black at the
back of the packYou nearly missed,
you ain't so hotPool Hall Richard,
kids you're wicked, we knowYou broke more hearts than
a gigolo could ever doYou're breakin' my heart'Cause
you're stealin' my tart, no, no, noShut up!


Mirror lyrics:

you're stealin' my tart, no, no, noShut up!
a gigolo could ever doYou're breakin' my heart'Cause
kids you're wicked, we knowYou broke more hearts than
you ain't so hotPool Hall Richard,
back of the packYou nearly missed,
'cause you're makin' me sickDown on the black at the
one more to sinkGonna beat you someday,
your scent is cleanDown the pink,
you're so obsceneYour hands are dirty,
now the sun gone downBang goes the green,
ooh, another one downKnow they play much better,
kid can play, oh yeahBang goes the brown,
goes the eight ball, didn't see it spin at allThis
lock away your cueThe poor Hall king is hustlin' youBang
is cleanBang goes the blue,
you're so obsceneYour hands are dirty but your skin
the sun gone downBang goes the green,
that's another one downKnow they play much better when
a gigolo could ever do, dig thisBang goes the brown,
kid you're wicked, we knowYou broke more hearts than
yes we doPool Hall Richard,
you're far too wicked, we know,
never, ever take my lady loveC'monPool Hall Richard,
to see me, take away your crownThen you'll never,
chinEverybody gonna drive from miles aroundQuein' up
I'm gonna beat you cleanWipe that smile right off your
but I worship youOne day soon,
your pink satin suitYou make me jealous,
a gigolo could ever doWith your yellow carnation and
kid you're wicked, we knowYou broke more hearts than
you're far too wicked, we knowPool Hall Richard,
but he's tryin' to feel my lady tooPool Hall Richard,
than gasolineI don't mind,
silenceWhen the kid walks inHis reputation's bigger
to hide himself in a plastic macYou ought to hear the
in townMinnesota Fats, standin' up at the backTryin'
as the word goes 'roundPool Hall king was playin' back
but he wants my lady tooYou know the crowd gets bigger
you kind of jealous, but it sure is funI don't mind,
the women come around himLike he's Getty's sonMakes
on my sideLosin' all my money and I'm getting tiredAll
around and get too hotKnowin' all the people wasn't
Sweatin' hard, I didn't get a shotAll I did was stand


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