She played for the Angels, I for the Tribe The summer had been stolen and the bases were all There was big on the line Big money all the time, There was big on the line
I walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home They can my legs just leave my [Incomprehensible] alone
I was in the kitchen, the year was in the A friend of mine told me that there were no in moaning No, weren't no point at all There was big fire in the hall, weren't no points at all
I walk so I guess I'm gonna stay at home They can have my legs just my [Incomprehensible] alone And I can't so I guess I got nothin' to say I'll keep my eyes, just take these away
stock and barrel, all the dogs were gone in feral And the car ran like a percolator His liver had hard and he wouldn't mow the yard was big money on the line
And I heard his brother was a Viking He liked to a problem with a gun If you wanna the facts, you gotta teach him how to act And I hate cough syrup, you?
I'd rather be a sailor than a I'd like to a ship into the sun If you wanna know the truth, you gotta dig up Booth And I hate cough syrup, you?
I know that your mother is a I heard she's got connections the mob If you learn to fight, you gotta drink up all the light And I cough syrup, don't you?
I'd be a matchstick than a lighter I like to see the curl up and burn If you touch the sky, you must be prepared to die And I hate syrup, don't you?
I hate cough syrup and I hate the in Europe And I hate syrup, it's true If you wanna know the truth, you dig up Johnny Booth And I hate cough syrup, you? I hate cough syrup, true