Baseball and Beer and a Beautiful Woman

Baseball and beer and a beautiful woman Baseball and beer and a beautiful woman Tonight, such a wonderful date Two teams are playing, while one love we're sharing, who cares who is up at the plate Her team gets a hit and I can't help but smile, seeing the look on her face The batter starts running, he hopes for a single while I begin rounding first base Holding her tight, as we kiss between pitches, keeping an eye on the score I slide into second, my heart quickly beating here with the one I adore "Stee-rike, you're out!" I can hear the ump yelling, the shortstop just went down in three I pull her in close all the while I am thinking, I'm glad he's not yelling at me Now to third base, oh her skin soft and tender, the infield, the lights up above I can see home, as I lead off a little, then dart in a sprint to her love Crossing home plate is a magical feeling, breathless the two of us cheer A beautiful woman, an evening of baseball, and let's not forget about beer ** Note: The Astros won the game** For the National Pastime poetry contest Sponsored by: Phillip Garcia