The Ws - King Of Polyester
from the album "Fourth From The Last"
Pulled up as he parked the car then he took his little feet and walked
righ tup to the door
Went inside looking slick as stop with his smile so suave that the womrn
all dropped
Bag in hand with his happer inside it
Shoes so shiny with his Cuban cigar lit down two steps and to the right
Lucky ten was his number tonight
Stepped on up with an arrow in sight
From the middle one, two, three, to the righ tout for the hand shake up for
the call, watch and see those rednecks fall
Who is he?
King of polyester
Who is he?
King of polyester
Who is he?
King of polyester
What does he do?
One after another he watched them fall, his mighty hook was way too much
for them
All the people cheered as they swept them away he turned around and said
well what can I say
Half way there with no sweat in sight he swung once again and knocked them
down with all his might
Seven, eight, nine, without a problem the room grew silent as he came up
ten
Two down with one to go
If he gets the last one it will quite a show
His arm swumg foward as he let it go
The air was shattered by the force of the throw down the alley with his perfect
hook
He hit them so hard the whole room shook people cheered as they hit the
ground
Their ears were deafened by the crashing sound
Waved to the people as he picked up his bag grabbed his cigar and his black
silk rag
Up two steps and to the right, out the door be back tomorrow night