Mickey Mantle Lyrics

By Tony Sciuto

Hey there, looka here, check it out,
Young, strong, intelligent,
And I know the field and what it's all about,
And all I wanna do is scream and shout it to the world.

Na na na na na na na,
Hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...

Hey man, understand, I'm a loaded gun,
Jack Swing, tobacco king,
World series, ring and wearin' number one,
And all I wanna be is M.V.P. with sixtytwo homeruns.

Na na na na na na na ...

Mickey Mantle, who will save you now ?
The bases are loaded and there's no one out,
And I've never been a man to gamble,
But I bet, you better look out,
Mickey Mantle.

Hey na na na na na na na,
Hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...

Fast pitch, quick rich, on a cereal box,
But what's this, boo hiss,
For sellin' autographs, and losin' with the sox,
Bouncin' from the bench to triple a and headed for the rocks.

Yeah, na na na na na na na ...

Mickey Mantle, can you see me now,
I'm out here swinging but I can't see the fences for the clouds,
It's hard to grib that bat handle,
But I wanna be just like you,
Mickey Mantle.

Hey na na na na na na na,
Hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...

The seasons gone, retire of sides,
This game of time is slippin' through my fingers,
Right before my eyes,
The roads are gettin' longer,
The harder I try, the harder I try ...

- guitar solo -

Mickey Mantle, you can save me now,
Life's been low and outside and all the long ones always go foul,
Guess I never held a candle,
But you'll always shine a light on me,
Mickey Mantle.

Hey na na na na na na na,
Hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...
Hey na na na na na na na,
Hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...
Hey na na na na na na na,
Hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...
Hey na na na na na na na,
Hey-ey, na na na na na na na ...