Play ball!

My bus arrived on time, tell mom I'm doing fine
I was nervous here at first but the skip's a real nice guy
I've just been here a day, things are going great
I missed the tag at third but I caught him at home plate

The guys all love this game, they kid me about my name
We talk about the Mets, joke about the Hall of Fame
My bunkmate's 0-for-2, he's still in a good mood
It's hard to get depressed, we get ten bucks a day for food

I'm chewing bubblegum, I'm playing in the sun
Hey dad, I can't believe I'm getting paid for having fun
I'm hitting 2-for-5, it's good to be alive
When you're heading for the bag and you get the sign to slide

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Rookie Year song meanings
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