And each time I die cast the corpses aside, let them line the way behind. And each place I've been's not the place that I'm in, but it stays inside my mind. And all I was for years, it's all here on my wall, baseball, baseball, baseball star! With your baseball rookie card! Oh, baseball sir! With your cleats all caked with dirt! Oh, baseball man! With your baseball glove in hand! Oh, baseball star! With your posters on my wall, I've got em all. I've got em all on my wall. Baseball, baseball star.
And each one I was isn't me just because it's the one I used to be. And sooner or later it all turns to wallpaper that you never see. Except for when you do and then you bawl, baseball, baseball, baseball star! Who the hell you think you are! Oh, baseball sir! Not the star I thought you were! Oh, baseball man! Take that damn thing off my hand! Oh, baseball star! Tear that poster off my wall, I've seen it all! I've seen it all on my wall. Baseball, baseball, baseball star.
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