Pool Hall Richard Lyrics

Faces


publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
writers: Rod Stewart, Ron Wood
album: Track 1 in album Pool Hall Richard
release date: 1973
popularity : 7 users have visited this page.
genres: Rock Pop
styles: Classic Rock
composer: Rod Stewart, Ron Wood

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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
Ol' Bill he come a'runnin' like he's gettin' some
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, ha
Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know
You broke my heart
Same as you 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, yes we do
Pool Hall Richard, kid you're wicked, we know, woo
You broke my heart
Same as you could ever do
Dig this

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, woo ow

Bam goes the brown, ooh another one down
Know they play much better now the sun goin' 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 my heart
Same as you could ever do

You're breakin' my heart
But you're stealin' my tart, no no no
Ow ow ow ow woo
Shut up


Track Listing


7" Vinyl 1
  • 1 Pool Hall Richard
  • 2 I Wish It Would Rain (With a Trumpet)