What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty good man
What a fan, what a fan, what a fan
What a mighty good fan
What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty good man
What a fan, what a fan, what a fan
What a mighty good fan

I wanna take a minute or two, let me introduce you
To a man who’s made a difference to his team
And although most fans just cheer he goes further each year
Yeah I often think that he’s taken it to extremes

Back when it started you know he barely charted
Just following with the theme wearing colors of the team
But then he got to feeling perky, went out shopping and bought a jersey
It started right there, have mercy

He bought him a banner and he bought him a cap
Then spent his hard-earned money on a team jock strap
(Ha ha ha) That was silly
A logo’d holder for his willie

What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty true man
What a fan, what a fan, what a fan
What a mighty true fan
What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty true man
What a fan, what a fan, what a fan
What a mighty true fan

He bought a set of colors, painted up his face
He auctioned his mother for a parking space
You think that was mad? He took another step
Because he’s gotta boost his fan-boy rep

He went and got tattooed so that everytime you see him
It’s not just him, it’s him with all of the team
He’s always at the airport to greet the team jet
And he’s framed a towel that has a player’s sweat

He saved up his money, worked as a temp
So he could watch practice by rentin’ himself a blimp
It’s gotten where he’s so far gone, it now seems routine
That he papered his living room with pix of his team

Yes, a team toilet cover is the next thing that he bought
It yells out “go team go!” when you’re sittin’ on the pot
One game day his boss man said, “you have to work” – he threw a fit
He gathered up his stuff and said “Now I quit”

He was rewarded for his devotion
He won the team’s “most insane fan” promotion
Yeah, he’s at the stadium at eleven
He’s drinkin’ and thinkin’ ‘bout a game that doesn’t start until seven

That’s right, he gets there early for boozin’
His sobriety he’s losin’, but he’ll never say that he’s abusin’
He sits out in the parking lot drawing up a sign
That he really thinks will help his team win every time

What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty daft man
What a fan, what a fan, what a fan
What a mighty daft fan
What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty daft man
What a fan, what a fan, what a fan
What a mighty daft fan

Got season tickets but his seat’s behind a piller
He chopped out a block of it, used transparent filler
The team has said they might have to indict
If he keeps daring other team’s fans for a fight

When his team wins, brother he just can’t be hushed
But every time they lose, well he’s completely crushed
Spends hours goin’ through player’s garbage cans
Because he paid off the player’s garbage man

If the coach told him “kiss my a—“ I think he’d pucker up
He hijacked the team trucker, stole the team’s athletic cups
Started out so simple, but now he’s really cracked
Need to be real careful or you might end up like that

What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty crazed man
What a fan, what a fan, what a fan
What a mighty crazed fan
What a man, what a man, what a man
What a mighty crazed man
What a fan, what a fan, what a fan
What a mighty crazed fan