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Uptown's got its hustlers, the Bowry's got its bums 
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And forty-second street's got Big Jim Walker 
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He's a pool shootin' son of a gun 
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Yeah he's big and dumb as a man can come 
             
And he's stronger than a country hoss 
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And when the bad folks all get together at night 
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You know they all call Big Jim boss, just because, and they say 


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You don't tug on Superman's cape 
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You don't spit into the wind 
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You don't pull the mask off the ol' Lone Ranger 
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And you don't mess around with Jim , do do do do da dee dee dee  
 
 
Well outta south Alabama came a country boy 
He said "I'm lookin for a man named Jim 
I'm a pool shootin boy my name is Willie McCoy 
At home they just call me Slim 
Yeah I'm lookin for the king of forty-second street drivin a drop top Cadillac 
Last week he took all my money and it may sound funny 
But I've come to get my money back" and everybody say Jack, don't you know 
 
CHORUS 
 
Well a hush fell over the pool room 
As Jimmy came boppin in offa the street 
And when the cuttin' was done the only part that wasn't bloody 
Was the soles of the big man's feet 
Yeah he was cut in 'bout a hundred places 
He was shot in a couple more 
And you better believe they sung a different kind of story 
When Big Jim hit the floor, uh huh huh, now they say 
 
 
CHORUS 2: 
 
You don't tug on Superman's cape 
You don't spit into the wind 
You don't pull the mask of the ol' Lone Ranger 
And you don't mess around with Slim 
 
CHORUS 2 
 
 
You don't pull the mask off the ol Lone Ranger 
And you don't mess around with Slim