Flashin' lots of cash and spendin' lots-o-loot. He's sitting at the bar - then he's sittin' at the booth. Across the dance floor he does scoot. He's the skinny sweaty man in the green suit.
Why do you do what you do. I do what I want to do. Who said you could do what you do. I told you who told me to. I do what I want to do. I do what I want to do.
All you slingers and fiends. Hide behind your rocks. Put down your gloves. I'm not here to box. This is no showdown. So throw down your guns. You see it doesn't matter.
Ah, someone spilled blood many years ago. OW!. Someone spilled blood, but do you know. That from the backwoods where the Chuck Berries grow. Come your long tall daddies of a rock and roll.