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I had a friend was a big baseball player
Back in high school
He could throw that speedball by you
Make you look like a fool boy
Saw him the other night at this roadside bar
I was walking in, he was walking out
We went back inside sat down had a few drinks
But all he kept talking about was

Glory days well they'll pass you by
Glory days in the wink of a young girl's eye
Glory days, glory days

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2 minutes ago, SinceThe70s said:

Meet the Mets, meet the Mets,
Step right up and greet the Mets.
Bring your kiddies, bring your wife,
Guaranteed to have the time of your life.

 

You asked for it...

 

Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski the man we call Yaz

Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski what power he has!
Ah, our Boston team is always on the bean, cause we got Yaz

We Fenway fans we stop and clap our hands at Yaz's Jazz

Those rival pitchers on the mound all shake

They dread each windup that they have to make
 

When number eight is at the plate, and then he swings, and wow there it goes again

and wow there it goes again, and wow there it goes again

 

A rival batter hits one off the wall

And there's Yastrzemski going for the ball

They try for two, the runner knows he's through

Look at Yaz, wow he threw him out again

 

Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski the man we call Yaz

Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski, Carl Yastrzemski he's the idol of Boston, Mass      

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Do they still play the blues in Chicago
When baseball season rolls around?
When the snow melts away, do the Cubbies still play
In their ivy-covered burial ground?
When I was a boy, they were my pride and joy
But now they only bring fatigue
To the home of the brave, the land of the free
And the doormat of the National League

 

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Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Hey Joe, I said where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
Alright.
I'm goin down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man.
I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady
You know I caught her messin' 'round with another man
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I like to see you
But then again
That doesn't mean you mean that much to me
So if I call you
Don't make a fuss
Don't tell your friends about the two of us
I'm not in love, no no, it's because..

Be quiet, big boys don't cry

Big boys don't cry

Big boys don't cry

Big boys don't cry

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Big girls don't cry-yi-yi (they don't cry)
Big girls don't cry (who said they don't cry?)
My girl said goodbye-yi-yi (my oh my)
My girl didn't cry (I wonder why)

 

told my girl we had to break up
(Silly boy) hoped that she would call my bluff
(Silly boy) then she said to my surprise
"Big girls don't cry"

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Well I'm not braggin' babe so don't put me down
But I've got the fastest set of wheels in town
When something comes up to me he don't even try
Cause if I had a set of wings man I know she could fly
She's my little deuce coupe
You don't know what I got

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I've got you under my skin
I have got you, deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart that you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin
I'd tried so, not to give in
I said to myself this affair it never will go so well
But why should I try to resist when baby I know so well
I've got you under my skin
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The girl I love is a perfect dresser
Wears every fashion, gets it to the tee
Heavens above, I've got to match her
She knows just how she wants her man to be
Leave it to me

 

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There's a brand new talk
But it's not very clear, oo, bop
That people from good homes
Are talking this year, oo, bop, fashion
It's loud and it's tasteless
I've not heard it before, oo, bop
Shout it while you're dancing
On the dance floor, oo, bop, fashion

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Well the night's begun and you want some fun
Do you think you're gonna find it (think you're gonna find it)
You got to treat yourself like number one
Do you need to be reminded (need to be reminded)

It doesn't matter what you do or say
Just forget the things that you've been told
We can't do it any other way
Everybody's got to rock n roll
 
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
Shout it, shout it, shout it out loud
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