High ball shooter
Words & music by Ritchie Blackmore, David Coverdale, Glenn Hughes, Jon
Lord and Ian Paice
Well I'm a rock and roll preacher
Not a sunday school teacher
You ain't no shady lady but I love the way you strut your stuff
Mm baby mm
You're a snow queen looking mean
Trying to make it on the scene
I guess you love it 'cos I always see you hanging around
Aah hanging around
You're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
A magnet brought you to me told me your name was Jo
You said you liked my music and you really did enjoy the show
Now I wanna play piano but my fingers don't agree
They're busy on you woman and I feel your fingers working on me oh
You're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
It's time to leave you honey, I know you're feeling sad
Don't you cry now baby, you know that only makes me mad
And I don't like feeling mad
I see you everywhere I go, every town and place
I can't recall your name but I know I won't forget your sweet face
Mm I can't forget your face
You're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
'Cos you're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
C'mon baby!
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
Sure ripped the low ones of me
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