Lyrics
Then the banker endorsed a blank cheque which he crossed
And changed his loose silver for notes
The baker with care combed his whiskers and hair
And shook the dust off his coats
The maker of bonnets ferociously planned
A novel arrangement of bows
While the billiard marker with quivering hand
Was chalking the tip of his nose
It's only a game so put up a real good fight
I'm gonna be snookering you tonight
I'm playing for my aim so you better believe I'm right
I'm gonna be snookering you, snookering you tonight
I could spend days gazing across the baize at you
You'll never win when I begin my break of fifty-eight
Or maybe more, who can be sure?
To say it's a frame-up wouldn't be fair or right
I'm gonna be snookering you tonight
Resist me in vain but victory's in my sight
I'm gonna be snookering you, snookering you tonight
Love is a game, snooker's the same so join the queue
Get a good grip, don't let it slip
And think about the pink, don't let a red go to your head
It's only a game so put up a real good fight
I'm gonna be snookering you, snookering you tonight
To say it's a frame-up wouldn't be fair or right
I'm gonna be snookering you tonight
Resist me in vain but victory's in my sight
I'm gonna be snookering you, snookering you tonight
Love is a game, snooker's the same so join the queue
Get a good grip, don't let it slip
And think about the pink, don't let a red go to your head
It's only a game so put up a real good fight
I'm gonna be snookering you, snookering you tonight
Snookering you, snookering you tonight
Snookering you, snookering you tonight, woo!
