There are people who believe
in football.
Nothing can be done for them.
They think it is a game
that both teams win.
Joe Namath says he won’t play
for the people anymore, just
for the team.
There were never any people
There is no team, they play
anonymous, and say
“Yeah, it’s comin along
real good.”
In a large Asian city
Strangling on democracy
There are women who are judged
Qualified to buy hair spray.
Joe Namath is mad as a bee
That someone poured coffee on
His haid.
Nothing can be done for them,
they think it is a game
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