(With apologies to a particularly lame Billy Joel song )
Roger's pitchin' in the big leagues tonight
Quite a sight since he's past age forty-four
Just like the others always said he was clean
What a scene when they released The Mitchell Report
Say goodbye to Cooperstown,
Say goodbye, my baby
Say goodbye to Cooperstown,
Say goodbye, my baby
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You had to be a Big Shot, didn't you,
You had to open up your mouth
You had to be a big shot, didn't you
All your friends were so knocked out
You had to have the last word, last night
You know what everything's about
You and to have a white hot spotlight
You had to be a big shot last night
No, Peeps, we are NOT going to turn this into a bad Billy Joel song contest.
By the way, thank you. I am now going to spend the remainder of the afternoon trying to get that song out of my head.
Just promise us that you'll keep the Michael Bolton lyrics to yourself.
I promise.
But I don't:
Tell me how am I supposed to live without 'roids?
I remember taking them so well
How am I supposed to live without 'roids?
'Cause now my career is shot to hell.
My ears are bleeding.
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