Letra de Pool Hall Richard - Rod Stewart & The Faces
Letra de canci�n de Pool Hall Richard de Rod Stewart & The Faces lyrics
Sweatin' hard, I didn't get a shot
All I did was stand around and get too hot
Knowin' all the people walkin' on my side
Losin' all my money and I'm getting tired
All the women come a-runnin' like he's Getty's son
Makes you kind of jealous but it sure is fun
I don't mind, but he wants my lady too
You know the crowd gets bigger as the word goes 'round
Pool hall king was playin' back in town
Minnesota Fats standin' up at the back
Tryin' to hide himself in a plastic mack
You ought to hear the silence when the kid walks in
His reputation's bigger than gasoline
I don't mind but he's tryin' to fill my lady too
Pool Hall Richard, you're far too wicked we know
Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do
With your yellow carnation and your pink satin shoe
You make me jealous but I worship you
One day soon I'm gonna beat you clean
Wipe that smile right off your chin
Everybody gonna drive from miles around
Cuein' up to see me take away your crown
Then you'll never never ever take my lady then
Pool Hall Richard, you're far too wicked we know
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Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do
Bam goes the brown, that's another one down
Know they play much better when the sun goes down
Bang goes the green, you're so obscene
Your hands are dirty but your scent is clean
Bam goes the blue, lock away your cue
The pool hall king is hustlin' you
Bam goes the 8-ball, didn't see it spin at all
This kid can play, oh yeah
Bam goes the brown, ooh another one down
Know they play much better when the sun goes down
Bang goes the green, you're so obscene
Your hands are dirty, your scent is clean
Damn the pink, one more to sink
Gonna beat you someday 'cause you're makin' me sick
Down on the black, at the back of the pack
Aw, you nearly missed, you ain't so hot
Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do
You're breakin' my heart
But you're stealin' my tart
Shut up.
All I did was stand around and get too hot
Knowin' all the people walkin' on my side
Losin' all my money and I'm getting tired
All the women come a-runnin' like he's Getty's son
Makes you kind of jealous but it sure is fun
I don't mind, but he wants my lady too
You know the crowd gets bigger as the word goes 'round
Pool hall king was playin' back in town
Minnesota Fats standin' up at the back
Tryin' to hide himself in a plastic mack
You ought to hear the silence when the kid walks in
His reputation's bigger than gasoline
I don't mind but he's tryin' to fill my lady too
Pool Hall Richard, you're far too wicked we know
Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do
With your yellow carnation and your pink satin shoe
You make me jealous but I worship you
One day soon I'm gonna beat you clean
Wipe that smile right off your chin
Everybody gonna drive from miles around
Cuein' up to see me take away your crown
Then you'll never never ever take my lady then
Pool Hall Richard, you're far too wicked we know
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/pool-hall-richard-rod-stewart-y-the-faces.php
Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do
Bam goes the brown, that's another one down
Know they play much better when the sun goes down
Bang goes the green, you're so obscene
Your hands are dirty but your scent is clean
Bam goes the blue, lock away your cue
The pool hall king is hustlin' you
Bam goes the 8-ball, didn't see it spin at all
This kid can play, oh yeah
Bam goes the brown, ooh another one down
Know they play much better when the sun goes down
Bang goes the green, you're so obscene
Your hands are dirty, your scent is clean
Damn the pink, one more to sink
Gonna beat you someday 'cause you're makin' me sick
Down on the black, at the back of the pack
Aw, you nearly missed, you ain't so hot
Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke more hearts than a gigolo could ever do
You're breakin' my heart
But you're stealin' my tart
Shut up.
