Catfish

Lazy stadium night Catfish on the mound "Strike three," the umpire said,Batter have to go back and sit down Catfish, million-dollar-man Nobody can throw the ball like Catfish can. Used to work on Mr. Finley's farm but the old man wouldn't pay So he packed his glove and took his arm an' one day he just ran away. Come up where the Yankees are, dress up in a pinstripe suit Smoke a custom-made cigar wearin' alligator boots Reggie Jackson standin' at the plate seein' nothin' but the curve Swing too early or too lat got to eat what Catfish serve. Even Billy Martin grins when the Fish is in the game. Every season twenty wins gonna make the Hall of Fame.