Thursday Swing

[Intro]
(Yeahhh, it’s Thursday again, baby!)
(Get your clubs, your balls, and your dignity... maybe)
(We’re swingin’, we’re slicin’, we’re strugglin’, ohhh!)

[Verse 1]
Joe Z’s got a slice like deli meat
(oo-yeah!) can't keep it straight
Can’t take the heat
He lines it up
He swings too fast
Fore! Watch out
That ball won’t last
It’s a game of patience
A game of class
But Joe’s just prayin’ it won’t land in the grass

[Chorus]
Swing it left
Swing it right
(uh-huh!) don’t lose your ball in the night
It’s Thursday swing
It’s Thursday fun
Grab your club and chase the sun!
Swing it up
Swing it down
We’re the kings and queens of this funky town!

[Verse 2]
Linda’s puttin’ like she’s playin’ chess
Takes her time
No room for mess
Her visor’s low
Her stance is tight
She sinks that putt
Oh
What a sight!
Meanwhile Dave’s stuck in the sand
Diggin’ his dreams with a wedge in hand

[Prechorus]
Ooo
It’s the grind
The game
The laugh
The pain
Every Thursday
We’re back again

[Chorus]
Swing it left
Swing it right
(uh-huh!) don’t lose your ball in the night
It’s Thursday swing
It’s Thursday fun
Grab your club and chase the sun!
Swing it up
Swing it down
We’re the kings and queens of this funky town!