42nd street got big Jim walker
He's a pool shootin' son of a gun
Yeah, he big and dumb as a man can come
But he stronger than a country hoss
And when the bad folks all
You know they all call big Jim boss,
You don't tug on superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off
And you don't mess around with Jim
He say I'm lookin' for a man named Jim
But down home they call me slim
He drivin' a drop top cadillac
Last week he took all my money
But I come to get my money back
And everybody say Jack don't you know
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off
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
Yeah he were cut in in bout
And he were shot in a couple more
They sung a different kind of story
When big Jim hit the floor
You don't tug on su perman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull the mask off
And you don't mess around with slim
Yeah, big Jim got his hat
And it's not hustlin' people
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You don't spit into the wind
And you don't mess around with slim