Well, beat the drum and hold the phone - the sun came out today!

[KitchenWitch]

We’re born again, there’s new grass on the field.
A-roundin’ third, and headed for home, it’s a brown-eyed handsome man;
Anyone can understand the way I feel.

Chorus:
Oh, put me in, coach - I’m ready to play today;
Put me in, coach - I’m ready to play today;
Look at me, I can be centerfield.

Well, I spent some time in the mudville nine, watchin’ it from the bench;
You know I took some lumps when the mighty casey struck out.
So say hey willie, tell ty cobb and joe dimaggio;
Don’t say it ain’t so, you know the time is now.

Chorus

Yeah! I got it, I got it!

Got a beat-up glove, a homemade bat, and brand-new pair of shoes;
You know I think it’s time to give this game a ride.
Just to hit the ball and touch ’em all - a moment in the sun;
(pop) it’s gone and you can tell that one goodbye!

Chorus
Chorus
Yeah!

[Swede]

1. Escapism I really really need you.

So boys start spittin' and scratchin'.

[KitchenWitch]

2. Indeed

I wanna hear some chatter and some chin music.

[Deja Q]

3. The sun is gay? COOL! When will he go to my favorite homo hangout?

:D

[KitchenWitch]

4. LOL

Not sure the sun has an orientation! Are there any gay Bistros...the sun would likely frequent them!