I'm Watchin' the Game

Stop telling me stuff Quit asking me shit Can't you see I'm watchin' the game I've had about enough I'm goin to pitch a fit If the Cardinals lose You'll be the one to blame Stop rubbing my chest Stay off of my chair For pete's sake, It's only for two hours The damn game's a mess And this ump ain't fair Why don't you go out, And pick some flowers You know how I hate those f**king cubs I've told you at least a thousand times Right now, I can't give you no damn back rub With two out and two on in the ninth Later on you can drive me insane But right now, I'm watchin' the game Stop telling me stuff Quit asking me shit Can't you see I'm watchin' the game I've had enough I'm goin' to pitch a fit If the Cards lose, Then you'll be the one to blame If we lose, this house will be a dark place For at least a week or ten days Right now, my minds is just on third base And that bastard that was traded from the A's Later on, you can drive me insane But right now, I'm watchin' the game Right now I'm watchin' the damn game (Hey baby, would you mind goin' and gettin' me some chili cheese Fritos, and a coca cola?... I love you too, honey.)