Mickey Mantle Paroles

hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...
Hey man, understand, I'm a loaded gun,
Jack Swing, tobacco king,
World series, ring and wearin' number one,
and all I wanna be is M.V.P. with sixtytwo homeruns.
Na na na na na na na ...
Mickey Mantle, who will save you now ?
The bases are loaded and there's no one out,
and I've never been a man to gamble,
but I bet, you better look out,
Mickey Mantle.
Hey na na na na na na na,
hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...
Fast pitch, quick rich, on a cereal box,
but what's this, boo hiss,
for sellin' autographs, and losin' with the sox,
bouncin' from the bench to triple a and headed for the rocks.
Yeah, na na na na na na na ...
Mickey Mantle, can you see me now,
I'm out here swinging but I can't see the fences for the clouds, hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...
The seasons gone, retire of sides,
this game of time is slippin' through my fingers,
right before my eyes,
the roads are gettin' longer,
the harder I try, the harder I try ...
- guitar solo -
Mickey Mantle, you can save me now,
life's been low and outside and all the long ones always go foul,
guess I never held a candle,
but you'll always shine a light on me,
Mickey Mantle.
Hey na na na na na na na,
hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...
Hey na na na na na na na,
hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...
Hey na na na na na na na,
hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...
Hey na na na na na na na,
hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...