Hustler Groove Lyrics

Song	Hustler Groove
Artist	Apollo 440
Album	Dude Descending A Staircase
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	It was full moon in the middle of June
	In the summer of ‘59
	I was young and cool,
	Shot a bad game of pool
	And hustled all the chumps I could find
	The main hustler's rule is don't blow your cool
	I partied hard
	And packed a mean rod
	And played the horses at the track
	I've won at cards, against tremendous odds
	My favorite game was black jack!
	Yes, I was hound studs dream!
	A hustler supreme!
	There wasn't no game that couldn't I couldn't play
	And if I caught a man cheatin'
	I would give ‘em a beatin'
	And I might even blow him away!
	The main hustler's rule is don't blow your cool
	Back when I was young and cool
	Dancing to the hustlers groove (x2)
	And not a time flew by
	And it was soon July
	And the days grew funky and hot
	And me and Spoon
	We played it cool
	And I taught him to shoot pool
	Till he could soon sink three in one shot
	Kept him under wraps
	Till he had master shooting craps
	And could deal a winning hand
	We would practice all day
	And at night we would play
	Poker, Tonk and Cooncan
	When I was young and cool
	Dancing to the hustlers groove (x2)
	Don't blow your cool!
	Back when I was young and cool
	Dancing to the hustlers groove (x2)
	Don't blow your cool!
	Now you could feel all the tension
	Building up at the convention
	As the hustlers began to arrive
	Must have been 9000 or more
	That came to the door
	The time was 11:55
	There were pickpockets, dope peddlers, murderers and thieves
	Card shark gamblers with aces up their sleeves
	Bank robbers, burglars, boosters and pimps
	Prostitutes and call girls and all kinds of nymphs
	Loan sharks, swindlers, counterfeiters and fences
	Crooked politicians spending campaign expenses
	Hijackers, arsonists, bookies and the mob
	And anybody else who ever killed, cheated or robbed
	The main hustlers rule is don't blow your cool.
	It was full moon in the middle of June
	In the summer of ‘59
	I was young and cool, shot a bad game of pool
	And hustled all the chumps I could find

	It was full moon in the middle of June
	In the summer of ' 59
	I was young and cool,
	Shot a bad game of pool
	And hustled all the chumps I could find
	The main hustler' s rule is don' t blow your cool
	I partied hard
	And packed a mean rod
	And played the horses at the track
	I' ve won at cards, against tremendous odds
	My favorite game was black jack!
	Yes, I was hound studs dream!
	A hustler supreme!
	There wasn' t no game that couldn' t I couldn' t play
	And if I caught a man cheatin'
	I would give ' em a beatin'
	And I might even blow him away!
	The main hustler' s rule is don' t blow your cool
	Back when I was young and cool
	Dancing to the hustlers groove x2
	And not a time flew by
	And it was soon July
	And the days grew funky and hot
	And me and Spoon
	We played it cool
	And I taught him to shoot pool
	Till he could soon sink three in one shot
	Kept him under wraps
	Till he had master shooting craps
	And could deal a winning hand
	We would practice all day
	And at night we would play
	Poker, Tonk and Cooncan
	When I was young and cool
	Dancing to the hustlers groove x2
	Don' t blow your cool!
	Back when I was young and cool
	Dancing to the hustlers groove x2
	Don' t blow your cool!
	Now you could feel all the tension
	Building up at the convention
	As the hustlers began to arrive
	Must have been 9000 or more
	That came to the door
	The time was 11: 55
	There were pickpockets, dope peddlers, murderers and thieves
	Card shark gamblers with aces up their sleeves
	Bank robbers, burglars, boosters and pimps
	Prostitutes and call girls and all kinds of nymphs
	Loan sharks, swindlers, counterfeiters and fences
	Crooked politicians spending campaign expenses
	Hijackers, arsonists, bookies and the mob
	And anybody else who ever killed, cheated or robbed
	The main hustlers rule is don' t blow your cool.
	It was full moon in the middle of June
	In the summer of ' 59
	I was young and cool, shot a bad game of pool
	And hustled all the chumps I could find

	It was full moon in the middle of June
	In the summer of ' 59
	I was young and cool,
	Shot a bad game of pool
	And hustled all the chumps I could find
	The main hustler' s rule is don' t blow your cool
	I partied hard
	And packed a mean rod
	And played the horses at the track
	I' ve won at cards, against tremendous odds
	My favorite game was black jack!
	Yes, I was hound studs dream!
	A hustler supreme!
	There wasn' t no game that couldn' t I couldn' t play
	And if I caught a man cheatin'
	I would give ' em a beatin'
	And I might even blow him away!
	The main hustler' s rule is don' t blow your cool
	Back when I was young and cool
	Dancing to the hustlers groove x2
	And not a time flew by
	And it was soon July
	And the days grew funky and hot
	And me and Spoon
	We played it cool
	And I taught him to shoot pool
	Till he could soon sink three in one shot
	Kept him under wraps
	Till he had master shooting craps
	And could deal a winning hand
	We would practice all day
	And at night we would play
	Poker, Tonk and Cooncan
	When I was young and cool
	Dancing to the hustlers groove x2
	Don' t blow your cool!
	Back when I was young and cool
	Dancing to the hustlers groove x2
	Don' t blow your cool!
	Now you could feel all the tension
	Building up at the convention
	As the hustlers began to arrive
	Must have been 9000 or more
	That came to the door
	The time was 11: 55
	There were pickpockets, dope peddlers, murderers and thieves
	Card shark gamblers with aces up their sleeves
	Bank robbers, burglars, boosters and pimps
	Prostitutes and call girls and all kinds of nymphs
	Loan sharks, swindlers, counterfeiters and fences
	Crooked politicians spending campaign expenses
	Hijackers, arsonists, bookies and the mob
	And anybody else who ever killed, cheated or robbed
	The main hustlers rule is don' t blow your cool.
	It was full moon in the middle of June
	In the summer of ' 59
	I was young and cool, shot a bad game of pool
	And hustled all the chumps I could find

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