In memoriam:
Providence College Baseball
1923-1999
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Mr. Baseball
Sung to the tune of “Talkin’
Baseball”
Lyrics by The Animals
He’s Mr. Baseball, He hovers round the ballpark,
Mr. Baseball, the clothes he wears are all dark.
He looks like Joe Paterno but he’s not (soft hand slaps)
He likes to pick his nose and eat the snot. (eeewww gross!)
He grabs his crotch, Oh!
Walkin’ round the park.
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah.
(One, two, three, four)
His ring around the collar, makes you wanna holler.
All his pants are ready for the flood. (soft hand slap)
And when he starts to talk,
He really pisses you off,
Cause then you’re gonna need a switch
To turn him off.
He’s Mr. Baseball, He hovers round the ballpark,
Mr. Baseball, the clothes he wears are all dark.
He looks like Joe Paterno but he’s not (soft hand slaps)
He likes to pick his nose and eat the snot. (eeewww gross!)
He grabs his crotch, Oh!
Walkin’ round the park.
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah.