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      The black silhouette appears at my door Dragging me out, Iżm clawing the floorboards. Pretty soon Iżm all heads up For long bombs and double-knotting my Keds up. Fake left, go left, quarterback sneak. Try to wriggle out of it, heżll knock you into next week. Curve ball, bean ball, spit ball, damn it all. Sportsnut Alcatraz digging out the back wall. Donżt blame me I donżt wanna run a buttonhook Iżm in the middle of a good book. I quit! And I donżt need to win I donżt wanna be an easy out again. Why donżt you stay here and play with yourselfż (repeat) Itżs not that Iżm weak or donżt like outside. Sometimes I submit and sometimes I hide out, And itżs a lowly existence. But when the low survives itżs from persistence. Fake left go long, quarterback sneak Try to wriggle it out of it, Iżll knock you into next week. Man on first, man on third, Nerd on second with the knees like a bird Donżt blame me I donżt wanna run a buttonhook Iżm in the middle of a good book. I quit! And I donżt need to win I donżt wanna be an easy out again. Why donżt you stay here and play with yourselfż (repeat) Well hereżs a ball, thereżs a yard. Go chase it like a stupid St. Bernard (repeat) I hate a lotta hate a lotta games I probably oughta not- I mightżve liked żem better but a stupid St. Bernard Made me this way, itżs OK.
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