(BlackmoreCoverdaleHughesLordPaice)

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