"America's Favourite Pastime" lyrics

You tell 'em what they told me
You got it?

Back in the New York Groove
She hit the eight-ball
She's wearing platform shoes
She's making... calls

Before you lace up
She wants you face down
She's got the "no love" blues
She wants it now

She hit the eight-ball
Shake, rattle and roll
She's going AWOL
To see where it goes
She wants to fall in love with everyone
She's gonna fall in love with anyone

How 'bout it?
She's got a Brand New Bag
Like J-J-J-James Brown
Hey! Easy tiger
Don't get ahead of yourself

She hit the eight-ball
Shake, rattle and roll
She's going AWOL
To see where it goes
She wants to fall in love with everyone
She's gonna fall in love with anyone

She wants to break up
But riddle me this
She wants to make up
For nights that she missed
She wants to wake up to a setting sun
She wants to fall in love with everyone

Oh, silly rabbit
That's easy to fix
She's gotta have it
Whatever it is
A leather jacket
American lips
"It's fucking tragic
You're not on the list"
It isn't baseball
It's glamour and glitz
A little rainfall
To swallow the drip
Her Favourite Pastime
Since I was a kid
It isn't baseball
Can you guess what it is?

It isn't baseball...

She wants to fall in love with everyone
She's gonna fall in love with anyone
She hit the eight-ball
Shake, rattle and roll
She's going AWOL
To see where it goes
She wants to wake up to a setting sun
She wants to fall in love with everyone

She was America's Favourite Pastime once
She was America's Favourite Pastime once
She was America's Favourite Pastime once
She was America's Favourite Pastime once

She was America's Favourite
She was America's facelift
She's on America's playlist
I'm in America's basement