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Shootin' Pool On Cd
At the local bar one friday night, we were shootin' pool and getting tight, Just havin' fun in the neon light, yea, everything was cool, out a sight! Now I've played pool for years on end, my stick play is cool, sometimes I win, With 2 balls down, I still played the same, I'd bought the last round and hadn't won a game, Yea, this luck of mine sure seemed strange, Ol' Biggin' shot fine, as the eight ball remained, As he walked to the table to shoot the eight ball, his win was probable, as he made his call: "Eight ball in the side chump!!"...Ol' Biggin' did say, While my throat became a lump, as he cued his play, Then the shot went to pocket the eight, and I couldn't believe what I saw, Ol' Biggin' blocked his scratch on the eight, yea, didn't let the cue ball fall, So I told him: "That sure is Jive!" as he stood and stared at me, His eyes looked like he was fried, and Ol' Biggin' stood 6 foot 3, Then he called me a geek! so I called him a goon! and so to speak......a Big baboon! When he called me a fool! I called him a twerp! and that snatched his cool! so he snatched my shirt, What happened next was my surprise! Ole Biggin' landed left, right between my eyes! And I hit the floor so hard, no slack! Yea! Biggin' tore the shirt right off my back! And I felt the swellin' layin' on the floor, with Ol' Biggin' yellin' and wantin' more! So as I was getting up and could hardly see! I swung an upper cut, you know where that might be? Uh! Huh! you're right...but is it cruel? when he turned out my light and snatched my cool, So should the moral of the story go like this?: "Don't play pool if it' pool like his" Or: "If you play pool....It's just another game of: Don't snatch that, cool!"
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