Tomorrow is Saturday, and Sunday comes after … wards. I don’t want this Hit List to end.
Goofus is witless. Gallant is His List.
Hit town, summer in the city, back of my neck getting Listy and Hitty
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah) Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah)
Fun, fun, fun, fun Lookin’ forward to the Mets joke.
Do you want to know a secret? Do you promise not to tell? Whooooa, closer. Let me whisper in your ear, say the words you long to hear: DBacks suck real bad.
It’s the remix to Hit Listin’, Hot and fresh out the kitchen, Mama rollin that body, Got every pun in here listed.
Seven a.m., waking up in the morning, gotta be fresh, gotta read Hit List.
After the long All-Star break, Sussman’s got a full bladder of jokes he’s been holding!
It’s Friday, Friday, Garza get down on Friday.
Hey now, you’re an all-star, get your game on, go play! (Sung to the tune of Barenaked Ladies’ One Week.)
Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah) Partyin’, partyin’ (Yeah) Fun, fun, fun, fun
It’s Friday, Friday, gotta Bedrosian Friday
Meditations on throwing errors, winning streaks, home run leaders, LeBron James, and Ender Inciarte.
Pickin’ in the first round, drafting in the second round, gotta make my mind up, with kid can I take? It’s Friday Frid…