Lyrics
Johnny Cool was king, he was the leader of the boot boys
He'd never cause no trouble, in a rumble make some noise
He heard about some chick and the way she liked to rock
He said "Come here honey, let me see you lift up your frock"
Gonna be a little showdown
Showdown there
Gonna be a little showdown
Showdown there
Miss Lucy was the chick and they knew she liked the ball
He said "Come on Lucy, it don't matter to me at all"
But Miss Lucy got a fella with a flick knife in his hand
Johnny Cool pull a shotgun, the man's in command
Gonna be a little showdown
Showdown there
Gonna be a little showdown
Showdown there
Gonna be a little showdown
Showdown there
Gonna be a little showdown
Showdown there
King Cool, King Kong, King King, with all the kings
King of hearts, he's a lover and he'd give her everything
King of spades, he's a brother, doin' his own thing
King of clubs makes a dollar, king of diamonds is a weddin' ring
Gonna be a little showdown
Showdown there
Gonna be a little showdown
Showdown there
Gonna be a little showdown
Showdown there
Showdown
(Showdown there)
(Showdown)
Keep a low down, showdown
(Showdown there, showdown)
Gonna be a, gotta be a
(Showdown there)
Gonna be a, gotta be a
(Showdown, showdown there)
(Showdown, showdown there)
(Showdown, showdown there)
(Showdown, showdown there)
(Showdown, showdown there)
(Showdown, showdown there)
(Showdown, showdown there)
(Showdown, showdown there)
Written by: Phil Lynott