All over
And soon somebody else will make a fuss about you
But it won't be me
It's over
All over
And soon I'll have somebody else to screw
Hey, I'm A-Rod, don't worry about me
You'll find somebody new
And I'll have plenty other chicks to do
If you're lucky, I might remember you
Most likely you'll be forgotten
And maybe
A baby
Will climb upon your knee and put its arms about you
But the baby won't be from me
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