Little waitress,
would you like to shoot a friendly game of pool?
Might as well nobody's here
but me and you
Bring a roll of quarters
and I'll punch a bunch of songs
I got plans to be here for a while
Cause things ain't right at home
I'll go rack the table
if you'll pop me two cold blues
When I have woman troubles,
I'm a double -chuggin' fool
And sometimes I don't quit till dawn
I have been known not to go
Stayin' out all night ain't
no habit of mine
Most of the time you'll find
me walkin' the line
But every now and then
this gold band gets a little tight
So I slap on some Old Spice
and I head for some neon lights
I'm no barroom Romeo,
I don't have a sack of lines
I'm a do -right mama man,
most of the time
But I feel a do -wrong coming on
I have been known not to go on
Sweet thing, if I were you,
I believe I'd shoot the ten.
I don't mind losing,
I kind of like to see you win.
I'm not a hungry hustler,
I just like a friendly game.
And when you stretch across that table,
my eyes are seein' things
I didn't come here lookin' for
But I ain't a -puttin' it down
I'll refill the jukebox
if you'll bring another round
We got a private little party goin' on
I have been known not to go
I feel a dewbone coming on
I have been known not to go