Poison - You Dont Mess Around With Jim - Текст песни

Hey!! Come on now, everyone sit down and shut up a minute.
 Give me a chance to talk, it's my turn.

 Uptown got it's hustlers
 Bowery got it's bums
 42nd Street got Big Jim Walker
 He's a pool-shootin' son of a gun
 Yea, he big and dumb as a man can come
 But he stronger than a country hoss
 And when the bad folks all get together at night
 You know they all call big Jim "Boss" ... just because ...
 And they say ...

 You don't tug on Superman's cape
 You don't spit into the wind
 You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
 And you don't mess around with Jim

 From south Alabama came a country boy
 Hey say I'm lookin' for a man named Jim
 I am a pool-shootin' boy
 My name Willie McCoy
 But down home folks call me Slim
 Yea I'm lookin' for the man of 42nd Street
 He drivin' some drop top Cadillac
 And I know it sounds funny, but he took all my money,
 now I come to get my money back.
 And everybody say Jack (JACK)

 And they say ...

 You don't tug on Superman's cape
 You don't spit into the wind
 You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
 And you don't mess around with Jim

 Well a hush fell over the pool room
 Jimmy come boppin' in off the street
 And when the cuttin' were done
 The only part that wasn't bloody
 Was the soles of the big man's feet
 Yea he were cut in a million places
 And he were shot in a couple more
 And you better believe
 They told a different kind of story
 When big Jim hit the floor ... See ya Jim Boy. And they say
 You don't tug on Superman's cape
 You don't spit into the wind
 You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
 And you don't mess around with Slim

 [Spoken] Now, if I were Big Jim, I woulda Taken all the money,
 grabbed the best looking girl I seen, 
 jumped in my car, and got the hell outta town.
 You'd see me NOOO more.

 You don't tug on Superman's cape
 You don't spit into the wind
 You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
 And you don't mess around with Slim

 You don't tug on Superman's cape
 You don't spit into the wind
 You don't pull the mask off the old Lone Ranger
 And you don't mess around with Slim