New York, New York soundtrack – There Goes The Ball Game lyrics
Album: New York, New York
There Goes The Ball Game
It's all over now
There Goes The Ball Game
I lost and how
It came too fast at the beginning
Thinking that bunting was running
Now I'm at my final ending score
A big fat nothing
Some other player stands number one
I made the error, she made the run
Well, what's the good crying for hours?
Guess I should head for the showers
Poor little slugger,
She missed the ball,
Oh well you can't win them all
Win them all
Win them all
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