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This is vocal version of the last song that I posted. I just layered guitar tracks. And did a basic E thing.
Alan Brady (APB) wrote and sang the lyrics and melody. I did the bed of the song. So its a Brady/Anderson song.
Also it was Alans vocal mix.
Alan Brady (APB) wrote and sang the lyrics and melody. I did the bed of the song. So its a Brady/Anderson song.
Also it was Alans vocal mix.
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Lyrics
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Goin' out for a weekend shout,
Before I changed mind.
We'll make a break, for some chalk and slate,
The number of the balls benign...
We'll be shootin' pool yeah ...
Flakey conversations 'bout boring situations,
Shoot some pool, yeah? Yeah!
In itty bitty towns with their nitty gritty frowns.
Ooh
Then she walked in,
Said she knew the rules,
"Rack 'em up and call your shots
I don't suffer fools, you little .."
"Screwball" .. oh man ..
"Screwball"
I got nervous I must say,
When I found I'd lost the toss,
But when she bent over- rack on felt,
It wasn't really my loss (if you know what I mean)
Don't cover your pockets,
She said that "that 'ain't fair!"
Ok with me maam,
I'm just trying not to stare-
let's see what you got ...
Then I found I was getting my ass kicked!
"Screwball" .. oh man ..
"Screwball"
Two balls to go,
Well it's good to know,
I was drunk by this time.
But if I made the shot,
Some awesome pot.
The run of the table was mine...
But I mucked it up.
Don't cover your pockets,
She said that "that 'ain't fair!"
Ok with me maam,
I'm just trying not to stare-
let's see what you got ...
She's a shark, she's a shark
Oo da um da um da ra la la
Goin' out for a weekend shout,
Before I changed mind.
We'll make a break, for some chalk and slate,
The number of the balls benign...
We'll be shootin' pool yeah ...
Flakey conversations 'bout boring situations,
Shoot some pool, yeah? Yeah!
In itty bitty towns with their nitty gritty frowns.
Ooh
Then she walked in,
Said she knew the rules,
"Rack 'em up and call your shots
I don't suffer fools, you little .."
"Screwball" .. oh man ..
"Screwball"
I got nervous I must say,
When I found I'd lost the toss,
But when she bent over- rack on felt,
It wasn't really my loss (if you know what I mean)
Don't cover your pockets,
She said that "that 'ain't fair!"
Ok with me maam,
I'm just trying not to stare-
let's see what you got ...
Then I found I was getting my ass kicked!
"Screwball" .. oh man ..
"Screwball"
Two balls to go,
Well it's good to know,
I was drunk by this time.
But if I made the shot,
Some awesome pot.
The run of the table was mine...
But I mucked it up.
Don't cover your pockets,
She said that "that 'ain't fair!"
Ok with me maam,
I'm just trying not to stare-
let's see what you got ...
She's a shark, she's a shark
Oo da um da um da ra la la
Feter
WO ..this Rock Rock ..cool Colab friends ..KODUS !!