Pool Hall Richard Song Lyrics
Pool Hall Richard by Rod Kim (rod stewart, ron wood)Sweatin’ hard, I didn’t get a showerAll I did was stand around and get too hotKnowin’ all the people walkin’ on my sideLosin’ all my money and I’m killin’ timeOl’ bill he come a-runnin’ like he’s gettin’ someMakes you kind of jealous but it sure is funI don’t mind but he wants my lady tooYou know the crowd gets biggerAs the word goes ’roundPool hall king was playin’ back in townMinnesota fats standin’ up at the backTryin’ to hide himself in a plastic mackYou ought to hear the silenceWhen the kid walks inHis reputation’s bigger than gasolineI don’t mind but he’s tryin’ to fill my lady too, ha haPool hall richardYou’re far too wicked we know, haPool hall richardKid you’re wicked, we knowYou broke my heartSame as you ... could ever doWith your yellow carnationAnd your pink satin shoeYou 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 aroundCuein’ up to see me take away your crownThen you’ll never never ever take my lady thenGet outPool hall richardYou’re far too wicked we know, haPool hall richardKid you’re wicked, we knowYou broke my heartSame as you ... could ever doDig thisBam goes the brown, that’s another one downKnow they play much better when the sun goes downBang goes the green, you’re so obsceneYour hands are dirty but your scent is cleanBam goes the blue, lock away your cueThe pool hall king is hustlin’ youBam goes the 8-ball, didn’t see it spin at allThis kid can play, oh yeahBam goes the brown, ooh another one downKnow they play much better when the sun goes downBang goes the green, you’re so obsceneYour hands are dirty, your scent is cleanDamn the pink, one more to sinkGonna beat you someday’cause you’re makin’ me sickDown on the black, at the back of the packAw, you nearly missed, you ain’t so hotPool hall richardKid you’re wicked, we knowYou broke my heartSame as you ... could ever doYou’re breakin’ my heartBut you’re stealin’ my tart, no no noShut up