tennis

Fuck Bobby Riggs because you're Billie Jean King playin' on
You're playin' center court tonight
And if you fall there's nothing bad to be upset about
Just know I won't be by your side

As a return you start to play into my weaker wing
I try to serve a hundred miles
And if you wanna try again and shake my hand at times
It's so bizarre you're wearing white

Forget the umpires call
You shoot it out, all your fault
Not over deuce, game to love
You wipe my ass off the court



Credits
Writer(s): Carlo Lüdorf, Leon Laguna De La Vera, Leon Sieland, Luis Seinsche
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