The Razor Ball

Well, you see that chick, she's four feet four

Come on, honey, learn me some more about that hard heart

When you kick it at the Razor Ball

Ah, it's a great big misery

You know it's really grieving me, that old hard heart

When she kick it at the Razor Ball

Well, I even walked out and looked around

The chicks all yelled: "Look who's in town, Mr. Hard Heart!"

When you rock it at the Razor Ball

Well, I even went to church, put my hat on the seat

Little broad that hollered out: "Baby, you're sure asleep", hard heart

Ah, when you rock it at the Razor Ball

Well, you can line dance from twelve to six

I heard a guy holler: "Get it fixed, Mr. Hard Heart"

When you rock it at the Razor Ball

Now kick it, six

Yes, yeah, everybody do that hard heart

Now come over here to the counter, honey, check your head

You can't reel and rock right off to bed, you got the hard heart

When you twist it at the Razor Ball

And when you start that dance 'til half past twelve

You hear all little kids when they go to yell: "Hard heart"

When you kick it at the Razor Ball

Play that thing, low and lonesome boy

Now, the reason they turned me out of the church

Everybody worried I holler too much, you on a hard heart

When you kick it at the Razor Ball

Play it low and lonesome 'til I sweat

Now, if you count from your finger back to your thumb

When you get ready to holler: "I got you some", you got a hard heart

When you kick it at the Razor Ball

Well, I walk down Monroe and come up Church

Well, you know you whores too much, you got the hard heart

When you wreck it at the Razor Ball

Now playin' low and lonesome

Hard heart

When you rock it at the Razor Ball

Now, I've to play that thing low and lonesome boy

So you know you've got to hoi!

Oh, you rock it at the Razor Ball