High Ball Shooter
(Blackmore/Coverdale/Hughes/Lord/Paice)

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 [bad word] 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

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