Well I′m a rock and roll preacher
Not a Sunday school teacher
You ain′t no shady lady
But I love the way you strut your stuff
You′re a snow queen looking mean
Tryin′ to make it on the scene
I guess you love it
′Cause I always see you hanging′ around

You′re a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me

A magnet brought you to me
Told me your name was Jo
You said you liked my music
And you really did enjoy the show
Now I wanna play piano
But my fingers don′t agree
They′re busy on you woman
And I feel your fingers workin′ on me

You′re a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me

It′s time to leave you honey
I know you′re feeling sad
Don′t you cry now baby
You know that only makes me mad
I see you everywhere I go
Every town and place
I can′t recall your name
But I know I won′t forget your sweet face

You′re a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me
′Cause you′re a high ball shooter
You make it easy to see
High ball shooter
You sure ripped the low ones off me