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What's your

Me, I'm the lonesome
Extra points, field goals at your
One might think it comes glory
You might think after you listen to my story

My helmet is equipped a tiny face mask
What it possibly could protect, I do not
The other on the team
Like to make fun of my little pads
And also like to hide the special
I to kick in the snow

People think it's so
To kick a field from the 30 yard line
They forget to add seven for the snap
And 10 more 'cause the goal posts are pushed way

In 1974, the uprights were on the goal line
But some of the players were into them and getting hurt
So the kicker
Who cares about the

But I kick that ball and I pray it goes
If it does says, "Good job, number 8"
He doesn't know my name is
Kristacovitchlalinski, Jr
But that's the life I the lonesome kicker

Kickoffs can be so scary
Especially, if the returner breaks on
And I'm the only guy on the field left to tackle him
I don't to get hurt so I pretend to tie my shoe

again, I'm ignored by my teammates and all my coaches
"Go back you came from!" scream 70,000 fans
Well, I know I could win their back
By a winning touch-down
But, unfortunately, I was with these very small hands

And I that the cameras don't come in too close
they might see the tears in my eyes
As I sit on this bench made of wood
And the splinters go in my thighs
And the towel boy snickers as he by, the lonesome kicker

Another blocked
And blames me
But it was the guard
Who pick up his man
Oh, why they see

In my home
I have been a minor league soccer player
But I came to seeking fortune and seeking fame
I didn't realize that if I shanked one and blew the spread
Some drunk guys would push me their hibachi after the game

So I go home at night 'cause I get invited
To go drinking with the guys
And I sit in my chair, and I my foot
As I eat a of cold French fries
And my wife's out with her quote-unquote
And my son can't me in the eyes
But that's the life I live, the kicker

for you
They took my shoe
They're for two