Win Any Way As Long As You

Five Runs Ahead And He'd Knock In All The Runs I Could Ask For. One Run Behind And He Was Going To Kill Me.

What Are We Out At The Park For Except To Win?

What Are We At The Park For Except To Win? I'd Trip My Mother. I'd Help Her Up, Brusher Her Off, Tell Her I'm Sorry. But Mother Don't Make It To Third.

God Watches Over Drunks And Third Baseman.

There Is A Thin Line Between Genius And Insanity, And In Larry's (macphail) Case It Was Sometimes So Thin You Could See Him Drifting Back And Forth.