The birds are singin' me a tune  I'm hangin' on 'til the month of June  And all the flowers are in bloom  In the outfield  The split us up into teams  No one wanted to get stuck with me  So I'm as far as I can be  I'm in the outfield  Try as I might  It's an uphill fight  And I never can catch that ball  Each time we arrive  In choosing up sides  I'm left standing against the wall  Basketball's another sport  That's not much fun when you're so short  I try to dribble, but I just drool  And I know that that doesn't look too cool  I don't like soccer and football's obscene  And what do all those numbers mean?  I can't be bothered to get the rules down  So I just run in circles making animal sounds  Well sometimes I'm hopin'  That my bones will get broken  Just so I can be excused  From all the harrassment  That I get from my classmates  Who always blame me when they lose  I'm up to bat but it won't be long  'Til I'm back where I can do no wrong  All alone to sing my song  Here in the outfield