Oh the bases were empty on the diamond of my heart
when the coach called me up to the plate.
I'd been swingin' and missin' and lovin' and kissin'
my average was point double eight.
So I spit on my hands, knocked the dirt from my spikes
and pointed right toward center field.
This time I'm hittin' a home run.
This time my love is for real.
I'll slide. I'll steal, I'll sacrafice:
I'll lob and fly for you.
I've been slumpin all season
but now I've found a reason.
I've struck on a love that is true.
I used to play the field; I used to be a roamer.
But the season's turning around for me now; I finally bagged me a homer.
That's right! I finally bagged me a homer.
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