Lyrics

Mr Tony, why don't you come to your senses
talking hockey defenses is not your strong suit
Oh you're a hard one
help your friends hurt your enemies
get a free sammich and beg for some loot

When your street gets snowed in the winter time
the Sheehan boys shovel and they don't get a dime
a couple PTI hats as their pay

Jaws picks will have their highs and lows
and Carville likes those 10 point dogs away

Tony’s mail bag got your emails and faxes
probably not many faxes but plenty of notes
And fade out, oh let’s fade out, there’s no time for the whole song
This is where they just dial it down and read some for you folks

A parody of "Desperado" by Eagles