Superman's got his Krypton,
Achiellies has his heel,
Frederic Ross Snider is a real fast talker,
But there's some that call him "shlameel".
Yeah, he's small & smart,
Like a fox's fart,
But he's sharper than a carpet tack,
And when the old folks can't get something right,
You know they all give Fred a crack!
And he will always say, "Jack, no no",
You don't play no ball in hand,
You don't leave the spot ball in,
You don't pull the cue ball from an 8 ball scratch.
And you just take it on the chin!
Doot dootle doot doot, you didn't win!
Out of just south of nowhere came a pool sharp,
He said I'm giving you my advice,
If you just shoot the ball it'll go in,
But I ain't gonna tel you twice.
She didn't listen to him & she missed the shot,
But she sure had a lot of fun,
And when the sharpie at down,
He had a pitiful frown,
But a smile when it was done.
Son of a gun! Tell us who won!
And Freddie had to say, "Jack, no no."
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Well a hush fell over the pool room,
Freddie was shooting behind his back,
And when the triple mambo combo went in anyway,
They all about had a heart attack.
Yeah, he told about 100 people,
And he e-mailed a couple more,
And you better believe that the soakers in the hot tub,
Fell asleep & began to snore!
Oy, what a bore! We heard it before!
And now they have to say, "Jack, no no."
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Yeah, Rjon got his back,
Stop trying to tell Fred's learnin' chick what to do,
Even if you do got a Ph.d in Pool Cue,
Hmm, hmm.
Yeah,.... ( Chorus )