You don't come around no more You don't even say what's up like you used to Now I'm crying on the steps of my porch I'm trying to reconcile all these feelings that I'm feeling
Yeah we were real young, and we both were in love Yeah I was in the backyard pitching for the Cubs Yeah I was Kerry Wood, you were battin' Adam Dunn
You were born in Ohio, I think you still have some family there
Yeah we were spitting Cope straight sitting in the outfield You're the only one that ever wondered how I feel You're the only one that ever made me feel special And now we don't talk
Cause if there's more to life than baseball, I don't want to live at all If there's more to life than picking fights with the TV over calls And they say the world's your oyster, I wish that I could have em all Cause if my oysters full of poison, I'll keep calling strikes and balls
Cause if there's more to life than baseball, I don't want to live at all If there's more to life than picking fights with the TV over calls And they say the world's your oyster, I wish that I could have em all Cause if my oysters full of poison, I'll keep calling strikes and balls
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