歌手:Michael Franks
专辑:《The Best of Michael Franks: A Backward Glance》

Ev'ryone sings, "Home of the brave and land of the
free"
You've had twenty wins and one save, now you're up
against me
How can I keep control of my nerves? The way you
wind-up when you
Throw me those curves?
I hear him yell, "strike," and it's a good call
It's so hard to keep my eyes on the ball
On the baseball
Love is just like baseball
All it is is baseball
Love is just like baseball
You have played with me like a pawn
For most of the night
How'd you get your uniform on
So perfectly tight?
You struck me out twice
I singled but died
Then you made me pop up
By sneakin' inside
I'm gonna change that sneer to respect
Make your eyes open wide
When you feel me connect to the baseball
Here I am behind in the ninth
The count's 3 and 2
End the game like Beethoven's
NINTH
Is what I must do
So now that we're here
Alone in the dark
I'm gonna send this
Right out of the park
If I was you I'd leave it alone
'Cause I'm tearin' 'round third
Slidin' towards home