Jeff Bagwell
When you spit, it makes me laugh
Your eyes make my heart sore
Your catch makes my knees week
And I want you more and more
You’re stern, yet graceful
Just like your swing
Who knows what the future holds for us
And what plans it may bring
Maybe you will leave your wife
In search of the right one
And when you finally find me
We will be your greatest home run
I love you now and forever
‘Til after our days are through
Even when you are in baseball heaven
I will still always love you