I have a headache
It's the color of blood
A little lighter, a little brighter
Bitter like wormwood
Bitter like bad Coffey
Like the sight of Corey on a lineup card.
I have a heartache
It's bleeding me out
It's leaving me fallow, hollow
Like that Chris Sabo bat
The one with the cork, the cheat!
I've been cheated.
Another loss, another year
Another end before the grasshoppers fly
Get me some aspirin!
Get me some beer!
(Maybe next year I'll have something to cheer.)
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