Push ‘Em Back, Kenny (2)

[Verse 1] He knows the rhythm of a comedy sketch He knows the lights on the Broadway stage He spent his years with Carol, turning the page A gentleman of the theater, looking his age... But when the curtain falls and the weekend starts He trades the Sondheim for the betting charts He’s got a ticket on the Eagles, he’s got a spread to cover And suddenly, the writer is a different kind of lover... He says: [Chorus] (Push 'em back) Ba-da-da (Shove 'em back) Wayyyyy back Oh, K-Boogie needs a defensive sack Or he’s gonna lose his shirt on the quarterback So push 'em back, way back, for Kenny tonight. [Verse 2] He’s eighty-two, with a mind like a steel trap Checking the odds while he takes a little nap He loves a monologue, he loves a witty rhyme But he loves the Under at halftime even more of the time [Bridge] The line of scrimmage is a dangerous place You can see the worry on his elegant face He’s yelling at the screen with a dignified shout... "Don't let 'em in! Keep 'em out!" [Chorus] Push 'em back Shove 'em back Wayyyyy back It’s the only prayer that keeps him on the track He needs a fumble, he needs a little slack Singing: Push 'em back, way back, for K-Boogie tonight. Push 'em back Shove 'em back Wayyyyy back That’s the spread, boys. Way back.