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Come on and hear, come on and hear Jake Dinger Hitting Lamb
Come on and hear, come on and hear 'bout the best bat in the land
He can smash a double ball like you never heard before
So natural that you want bench him against lefties for some reason
That's just the bestest bat what am, oh Jakey Lamb
If you're Dru(ry)
And you don't know where to hit to
Why don't you hit where fielders don’t sit
Puttin' on the hitz
Blue skies
Smiling at me
Nothing but blue skies
Do I see
Bluebirds
Singing a song
Nothing but bluebirds
All day long
(As sung by a Paul Goldschmidt Home Run in orbit)
Someday I'm going to murder the third base coach
Someday they're going to find him dead
I'll amputate his wavin’ arm
And step on it with craven harm
And spend the rest of my life in bed
Jake Lamb:
Anything you can do, I can do better.
I can do anything better than you.
Paul Goldschmidt: No you can't.
Jake: Yes, I can.
Paul: No, you can't.
Jake: Yes, I can.
Paul: No, you can't.
Jake: Yes, I can, Yes, I can!
/They spend the next ten minutes of the song hitting dingers
There's no business like trade business like no business I say
Everything about it is appealing, everything that twitter will allow
Nowhere could you get that happy feeling when you are sending that necessary extra prospect
There's no people like trade people, they smile when they see you’re calling
Even with a trade that will turn into a nightmare that stunts your team’s developments for years until you’re old, you may be stranded out in the cold
Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold, let's go on with the trades!