Meet the Mets, meet the Mets,
Step right up and beat the Mets.
Beat your kiddies, beat your wife,
Guaranteed to have the time of your life.
Because the Mets are really socking them all
Knocking those in-laws over the wall.
East side, West side ev'rybody's coming down,
to meet the M-E-T-S Mets from jail-house town.
Oh the raper and the assaulter and the people on the street
Where do they go? To meet the Mets!
Oh they're smacking and they're fondling when they sit down in their seats
Where do they go? To meet the Mets!
All the fans are true to the orange and blue,_
And their Mets will be glad to beat you black and blue
Give ‘em a yell!_Give ‘em a hand!_
And let ‘em know you're rootin’ to beat someone behind the stands
so hurry up and come on down -
_‘cause we’ve got ourselves a ball club,_The Mets of New York town!_
Friday, August 13, 2010
Meet The Mets
with a h/t to nomaas
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