Lyrics

OK, so the Nats broke out a few bats this weekend after I wrote this....so sue me..

Bad Case of Lovin' You

A hot summer night, down go the Nats
They haven’t found their big bats
They can’t score runs, Zims arm is dead
Hey its June, they’re in the red

Hey Matt Williams, this ain’t breaking news
You’ve got a
Sad team playing for you
No ace ever takes that hill you’ve got a
Sad team don’t they listen to you?

Tho Bryce is hurt he wasn’t state of the art
Be at least a month before we see him start
You think he’s cute, his schtick I don’t buy
Must say, I’m more a Mike Trout kind of guy

Tony Tony, gimme your views when was the last time they even scored
Elegiac symmetry’s missing from that emerald chess board

A parody of "Bad Case of Loving You" by Robert Palmer