Oh the bases were empty on the diamond of my heart
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When the coach called me up to the plate.
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I'd been swingin' and missin' and lovin, and kissin.
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My average was point double-o eight.
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So I spit on my hands,
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Knocked the dirt from my spikes,
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And pointed right towards center field.
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This time I'm hittin' the home run.
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This time love is for real.
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I'll slide I'll steal, I'll sacfice,
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A lovin' fly for you.
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I've been slumpin' off season,
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But now I've found the reason.
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I've struck on a love that is true.
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I used to play the field.
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I used to be a roamer.
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But season's turnin' around for me now.
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I've finally bagged me a homer
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That's right, I've finally bagged me a homer
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Bagged Me A Homer
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The Simpsons |