Текст песни Joe Dassin - You don't mess around with Jim
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Текст песни Joe Dassin - You don't mess around with Jim
Uptown got it's hustlersThe Bowery got it's bumsAnd 42nd street got big Jim WalkerHe's a pool shootin' son of a gunYa, he's big and dumb as a man can comeBut stronger than a country hossAnd when the bad folks all get together at nightYou know they all call big Jim boss( )And they say, `You don't on Supermans' capeYou don't spit into the windYou don't pull the mask off the old Lone RangerAnd you don't mess around with Jim' Da, do, da, do...Well out of south Alabama come a country boyHe said, `Looking for a man named JimI am a pool shootin' boy, my name is Will MacoyBut down home they call me SlimAnd I'm looking for the king of 42nd streetHe's driving a drop top CadillacLast week he took all my money, and it may sound funnyBut I've come to get my money back'And everybody say Jack, `You don't on Supermans' capeYou don't spit into the windYou don't pull the mask off the old Lone RangerAnd you don't mess around with Jim' Da, do, da, do...Well a hush fell over the pool roomWhen Jim he come boppin' off the streetAnd when the cuttin' was doneThe only part that wasn't bloody was the soles of the big man's feetAnd he was cut in 'bout a hundred placesAnd he was shot in a couple moreAnd you better believe the song took on a different storyWhen big Jim hit the floorYou don't tug on Supermans' capeYou don't spit into the windYou don't pull the mask off the old Lone RangerAnd you don't mess around with Slim Da, do, da, do...You don't tug on Supermans' capeYou don't spit into the windYou don't pull the mask off the old Lone RangerAnd you don't mess around with Slim Da, do, da, do...Ya, big Jim got his hat Find out where it's atAnd not hustling people strange to youEven if you got a two piece costume made pool cue