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As he came into the bedroom
Was a sound of a broken cheekbone
Then he ran into the driveway
Where he wrecked his black Escalade
Since then he’s been a sprayer
And he hasn’t won a major
But every Monday on the podcast
Wilbon’s asked
It is our doom

Tiger, are you okay, you okay, you okay, Tiger?
Tiger, are you okay, you okay, you okay, Tiger?
Tiger, are you okay, you okay, you okay, Tiger?
Tiger, are you okay, you okay, you okay, Tiger?

Tiger, are you ok?
Will you tell us that you're ok?
When you’re lying in the fescue
Do you remember
St. Andrew’s, Tiger?
Before your love of pancakes
You left Sergio in your wake
Then you went into the bedroom
You were struck down
Your career’s on fumes

Tiger, are you ok? So, Tiger are you ok?
Are you okay, Tiger?
You've been missed by
Reminisced by?
These two imbeciles