They train, they play, they win,
That\'s the Yankees\' cause to grin...
Even though they started slow,
And you wanted them to get up and go...
Little boy you dream so big
what will you do when you fall...
I need someone to hold me
To tell me the truth about life...
I'll rewrite it till it's perfect
Even if it has to be reworded...
Pimpett of the winter,pimpen of the season,your...
Im sweet as heaven,hot as hell,born to tease,tough...
Streamlining, our spatial telepathy sordid after...
How can I live should you deny me this? Swung me...
At night when no one's watching
and there's no one to hear...
Could I do it if it came to it?
Could I take the final step...
I know you think I'm crazy
and you're probably right, I am...
We are doing this ballad in english
and i love it...