Lyric High Ball Shooter

Blackmore/Coverdale/Hughes/Lord/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
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