Soccer With the Boys

I practice with the boys The dirty filthy boys The cute funny boys My new soccer team I had to play No matter what I guess this hadn't Occurred to me I practice with the boys The smelly annoying boys The fast strong boys They accept me As one of them Play, laugh, slide tackle Together at practice In a team huddle I practice with the boys The pushy uptight boys The sweet friendly boys We cram into cars On cold nights We carpool to games We spend four nights a week Together I practice with the boys The mean jerky boys The nice hot boys I get cold They give me a jacket I hurt myself They carry me off the field I get tired They give me a shoulder to lean on I play with the boys The best friends I could ask for