that's that flat-mate of la-la-la-lal-lola
see, we braves fans have a sort of perverse psychological thing about our NL league mates, the cubs...let's face it, despite our few good years ...a few years back...we both have had to more regularily rely on our babys request
to get any...where in the league, if'n ya know what i mean
most times...all we bot
h got is the weak dis'
me...i got real psycho problems w/all of this...'cause my dad is all pinstripes 'n dimaggios on his mantle
...but bleeds the cubs when the yanks aren't in the picture...
i grew more up w/ the braves, but like the yanks...and have a nice, soft spot for the cubs, probably because of me dear ol' pappy....hey, they are a good team
what does any of this have to do with babys request
that song is such a perfect one for a baseball fans...and the newer, even jazzier version reminds us all of past glories upon the fields of play...kinda like all those retro unis remind of us better days with more, seemingly, honest heroes
awwww...i'm getting too deep...stretching too hard...just trying to make us big league fans keep it in the park and not turn out like those scruffs out west...where you can't even fly your colors without nearly killing one another
can't we all jus get along here ! some one once said after getting his head bashed in
everybody bogey...dig that bogey beat...man, that bogey rhythm...smells so clean 'n sweet
everybody bogey...bogey onto the streets...without bogey music...life is incomplete