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| Song: | Our National Pastime |
| Album: | Widescreen | Genres: | misc |
| Year: | | Length: | 177 sec |
Lyrics:
I met her at a baseball game That got held up by August rain Beneath the mezzanine, I huddled up against her hand By then the rain had left the ground And Seger threw a few on the mound We stood to face the flag that flew above the Navy band Then the anthem began to blare through the stadium It rang through the open air And I knew this was the time to make my pitch Won't you come home with me? I've a room you should see With a warm waterbed And a pillow for your head I've a robe you could wear And the smoke we could share You are blond, I am tall And I think that says it all A quick glass of wine Then I'll feed you a line Nilsson will sing And you won't feel a thing Oh, say you will stay with me, love Must I say, I love you? Well, how do ya' like my pad? Oh, it's great. I mean, I love purple I, I bet you're an Aquarius, aren't you? No, actually, I'm a Leo I knew you were one of those You know, Leos are very big on Women's lib I don't, uh, believe in Women's lib Yes, somehow I didn't think you did Let me just turn on the hi-fi here Oh, that's pretty, um, what kind of wine is this? Oh, that's uh, that's red wine Red, that's my favorite kind Are you having a terrific time? Oh, yeah. I'm having a very terrific time Oh, stay for a lifetime At least wait until the late show So, you didn't tell me your name My name is Karen That was my mother's name
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