(BlackmoreCoverdaleHughesLordPaice)
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
You're a snow queen looking mean
Tryin' to make it on the scene
I guess you love it
'Cause I always see you 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 workin' on me
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
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
You're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
'Cause you're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
High Ball Shooter Video (MV)
Performed By: DEEP PURPLE
Language: English
Length: 4:28
Written by: RITCHIE BLACKMORE, DAVID COVERDALE, GLENN HUGHES, JON LORD, IAN PAICE
DEEP PURPLE - High Ball Shooter Lyrics
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English
(BlackmoreCoverdaleHughesLordPaice)
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
You're a snow queen looking mean
Tryin' to make it on the scene
I guess you love it
'Cause I always see you 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 workin' on me
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
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
You're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
'Cause you're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
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
You're a snow queen looking mean
Tryin' to make it on the scene
I guess you love it
'Cause I always see you 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 workin' on me
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
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
You're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
'Cause you're a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
Writer: RITCHIE BLACKMORE, DAVID COVERDALE, GLENN HUGHES, JON LORD, IAN PAICE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC