I Made the Team (Parody of "I'm Eighteen" by Alice Cooper)

I fall on my face and hands
 The last ball knocked me on the ground
 "Find us a hitter," they shout in the stands
 I'm annoying all the fans
 I made the team -- and I don't know how to bunt
 Made the team -- I just don't score any runs
 Made the team -- I've got swing and pray
 I'm gonna get out anyway
 I'll go running to the wrong base, oh yeah
 I've got, a Babe Ruth's waist and an old man's arm
 Look at me field -- you'll get alarmed
 Don't always throw where I'm taught, there's no doubt
 Still I keep winnin' -- it's a miracle how
 But I made the team -- I get confused every play
 Made the team -- I guess I'm no Willie Mays
 Made the team -- my God He did the trade
 LEAD
 I fall on my face and my hands
 I fall at the feet of Christ
 I'm just a sinner -- a little-league life
 But I'm important in my Lord's plans
 I made the team, and I like it!
 Yes, I like it! Whoa, I like it, love it, like it, love it
 Made the team, made the team, made the team and I like it!