Paroles de Bowl-A-Rama
Joseph Lane was a bowlerHeaded for the PBA
He had a room full of trophies
And dreamed of the perfect game
One night at the Bowl-A-Rama
He got eleven strikes in a row
You could almost hear a pin drop
When he made that final roll
Bless my soul
Oh what a crime
The best he'll ever bowl
Is 299
Now Joe was a wiry thin man
He loved his Lucky Strikes
You could find him at the snack bar
With a Coke and greasy fries
One day he had a heart attack
Fell down and nearly died
Had to put away his bowling shoes
But the alley is still his life
If you're ever down at the Bowl-A-Rama And when you think about this
You can't help but smile
Cause sometimes when you miss something by an inch
It might as well have been a mile
You could almost hear a pin drop
When he made that final roll
Bless my soul
Oh what a crime
The best he'll ever bowl
Is 299
Now Joe was a wiry thin man
He loved his Lucky Strikes
You could find him at the snack bar
With a Coke and greasy fries
One day he had a heart attack
Fell down and nearly died
Had to put away his bowling shoes
But the alley is still his life
If you're ever down at the Bowl-A-Rama And when you think about this
You can't help but smile
Cause sometimes when you miss something by an inch
It might as well have been a mile
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