Lyrics

AC/DC on the jukebox
Making small talk
Then he came
Walking toward me
Asked me if I’m drinking
I know what he’s thinking
He wants to have
a chance at me
I’m the kind of lady
Who will drive him crazy
I gotta see
If he’s a good Pool shot
I was thinking maybe
You wanna school me
On the table tonight
You don’t have to worry
We ain’t bettin money
But, Let me show you
How to
hit the pocket right

Took a shot of whiskey
He tried to kiss me
I grabbed the stick
To chalk it up right
I wasn’t playin
I started sayin
5 ball
side pocket shot
His cue ball
Gave me a kiss
Winked at him once
And told him
Baby watch this…
I was thinking maybe
You wanna school me
On the table tonight
You don’t have to worry
We ain’t bettin money
But, Let me show you
How to
hit the pocket right

We went twice
Around the table
Gazing at each other
Shot after shot
His position
Was something different
I thought for sure
That this
Would be my first loss

But it’s my shot
And He forgot
I showed him
What my game was about
Hey waitress
I need a drink
He told her
This one’s on me
He set the table
Asked if I’m able
You bet, honey
The break is on me

I was thinking maybe
You wanna school me
On the table tonight
You don’t have to worry
We ain’t bettin money
But, Let me show you
How to
hit the pocket right
Thank baby
I know you let me
School you on
the Table tonight
But I’ve got the skills
To pay the bills
AND, I’m the one who
Who chose the winner tonight…

Written, performed, and produced by Mia Vee
Instrumental by DonDigital Jones