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CUptown's got its hustlers, the Bowry's got its bums
And Csus4forty-second street's got Big Jim Walker
He's a pool shootin' son of a gCun
Yeah he's Fbig and dumb as a man can come
And he's stronger than a country hoss
And when the Bbbad folks all get together at night
You know they aFll call Big Jim boss, just beCcause, and they say
You don't Ftug on Superman's Ccape
You don't Fspit into the wiCnd
You don't Fpull the mask off the Csus4ol' Lone Ranger
And you dBbon't mess aFround with CJim, Fdo do do do da Cdee dee Csus4dee
Well outta south Alabama came a country boy
He said "I'm lookin for a man named Jim
I'm a pool shootin boy my name is Willie McCoy
At home they just call me Slim
Yeah I'm lookin for the king of forty-second street drivin a drop top Cadillac
Last week he took all my money and it may sound funny
But I've come to get my money back" and everybody say Jack, don't you know
Well a hush fell over the pool room
As Jimmy came boppin in offa the street
And when the cuttin' was done the only part that wasn't bloody
Was the soles of the big man's feet
Yeah he was cut in 'bout a hundred places
He was shot in a couple more
And you better believe they sung a different kind of story
When Big Jim hit the floor, uh huh huh, now they say
You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask of the ol' Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Slim
You don't pull the mask off the ol Lone Ranger
And you don't mess around with Slim
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