It all looked in order,
So I picked up the pace,
But in my haste,
You came...
Right out of nowhere.
Like the best of love
That I never faced
Should I take,
Or should I take a swing,
I'm not too sure...
I'm not exactly what you'd call a home run king.
I've left all my senses,
On this bitch,
There won't be a call just for you.
I'll swing for the fences,
I'll jack this one over the wall.
Now I feel bigger than Big Mac,
Stronger than Sammy,
I'm smilin' like Chipper,
I'm no Sultan of sweat,
But I have all I could want in you.