The Closer

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Lyrics

I sit on my ass and watch the game like everybody else
 And when it's on the line, that's when they pull me down from the shelf
 You think this kind of pressure is easy, you're just kidding yourself
 All my heroes had colorful names and a bad attitude
 Short-lived fame and an even shorter fuse
 Everything to gain and plenty to lose
 If you're only in it for a little while, you'd better make it count
 If you can't stand the heat, you're gonna have to get out
 I'd pitched five days straight, they didn't want to bring me in
 My arm was hamburger meat, they didn't want to bring me in
 Bases loaded, nobody out, they had to bring me in
 Some hot-shot rookie, they didn't want to bring me in
 Switch-hitting batting champ, they didn't want to bring me in
 MVP, strike three, my work was done again
 If you want to hate my guts, that's all right by me
 If you think you've got my number, that's all right by me
 But you're gonna have to stand in against me, and then we'll see

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Duration
04:24
Key
9
Tempo
110 BPM

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