You think I'm sexy, when I've got my game paint on.
You think I'm funny
When my hel-met's on wrong.
I know you'll sack me
when my defense lets me down, lets me down.

Before you hit me
I was a wreck
and things were kinda hazy
You felt like a knife
Now every February
I'll just sit, cry and whine, cry and whine.

He'll go all, the way tonight.
Won't look back, just run.
We can play, until we die.
But not Brett,
He'll go on forever!

You make me
Feel like I'm playing a co-llege team
Now call your audible
He goes deep,
Just runaway
And don't drop the long pass,no not my long pass.

My drive stops
With a penalty
Face-mask-ing
on number eighty-three
Is this real?
So take a bench
Now my team moves back
yeah fifteen yards back.

We flew to Indy
And took a swim in the creek.
Got a jail cell right
next to Pat McAfee.
I think I found his
missing shirt on the beach.
So dirty.

Let's get ready, for Sunday night.

But I fret, he'll talk.
Faith can sing, of Chris and Al
Take a bye,
Mr. Collinsworth!


You make me
Feel like I'm playing a co-llege team
Now call your audible
He goes deep,
Just runaway
And don't drop the long pass,
no not my long pass.

My drive stops
With a penalty
Face-mask-ing
on number eighty-three
Is this real?
So take a bench
Now my team moves back
yeah fifteen yards back.

I will get your heart racing,
with my spin tackling
Be a defense dream tonight.

If you put your hands on me
it's a penalty be against the D, that's right.

You make me
Feel like I'm playing a co-llege team
Now call your audible
He goes deep,
Just runaway
And don't drop the long pass,
no not my long pass.

My drive stops
With a penalty
Face-mask-ing
on number eighty-three
Is this real?
So take a bench
Now my team moves back
yeah fifteen yards back.

I will get your heart racing,
with my spin tackling
Be a defense dream tonight.

If you put your hands on me
it's a penalty be against the D, that's right.