Oh, the bases were empty on the diamond of my heart,
When the coach called me up to the plate,
I´d been swingin´ and missin´,
And lovin´ and kissin´,
My average was point-double-o-eight.

So I spit on my hands,
Knocked the dirt from my spikes,
And pointed right towards center field,
This time I´m hittin´ the home run,
This time love is for real.

I´ll slide... I´ll steal... I´ll sacrifice,
A lovin´ fly for you,
I´ve been slumpin´ off season,
But now I´ve found a reason,
I´ve struck on a love that is true.

I used to play the field,
I used to be a roamer,
But season´s turin´ around for me now,
I´ve finally bagged me a Homer,

That´s right, I´ve finally bagged me a Homer.