You Don't Mess Around With Jim 歌词

Uptown's got its hustlers The Bowery's got its bums And forty second street got big Jim Walker He's a pool shooin' son of a gun Yeah, he's big and dumb as a man can come But he's stronger than a country hoss And when the bad folks all get together at night You know they all call Big Jim "boss" ...just because And 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 Jim Well, outta south Alabama come a country boy He said, "I'm lookin' for a man named Jim I'm a pool shootin' boy My name is Willie McCoy But down home they call me Slim Yeah, I'm lookin' for the king of forty second street He drivin' a dop top Cadillac And last week he took all my money and it may sound funny But I come to get my money back." And everybody say Jack, don't you know that 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 Jim Well, a hush fell over the pool room As Jimmy come boppin' in off 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 And 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 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 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 of the ol' Lone Ranger And you don't mess around with Slim