The better team will always win
The one who wants it more
They spend their time as a team
Not play against each other
Every one cheers when the underdog triumphs
To bad we’re neither, we’re in a different league
One where the ten run rule should apply
Cause they obviously weren’t playing football
Or else it was another kind
It was 69 to nothing, they kick our behind
And when the game was over
Though It didn’t ever start
The other team came up and held our hands
And said we played with heart
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