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It all looked in order, So I picked up the pace, But in my haste, You came... Right out of nowhere. Like the best of love That I never faced Should I take, Or should I take a swing, I'm not too sure... I'm not exactly what you'd call a home run king. I've left all my senses, On this bitch, There won't be a call just for you. I'll swing for the fences, I'll jack this one over the wall. Now I feel bigger than Big Mac, Stronger than Sammy, I'm smilin' like Chipper, I'm no Sultan of sweat, But I have all I could want in you. From Letras Mania