You Don’t Mess Around With Sin (Parody of Jim Croce's You Don't Mess Around With Jim)
Author: Parody Theme: INCOMPLETE LYRIC:
The uptown got its hustlers
The bowery got its bums
42nd street got big Jim walker
he's a cold-shooting son of a gun
Yeah he big and dumb as a man can come
but he's stronger than a country hog
So when the bad folks get together at night
you know they all call big Jim boss
Just because
And they all say
You don't tug on Superman's cape
You don't spit into the wind
You don't pull a mask off that old lone ranger
and you don't mess around with sin
(scat)
When outta South Alabama come a country boy
lookin for a man name' Jim
I am a pool-shootin' boy name a' Willie McCoy
But down home they call me Slim
…
but I come to get my money back
(scat)
When a hush fell over the pool-room…
the only part that wasn't bloody was the soles of the big man's feet
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