It's 5 AM on a Saturday
The YMCA team shuffles in
There's a swim coach standin' next to me
Checking on his new stop watch and fins
He says, "boy can you swim up an IM?"
I'm think you all know how it goes
It's like butterfly, back, breast and some free
Just like Michael Phelps on his toes

La-la-la de-de da
La-la de-de da da-da

Splash us a stroke you're the swimmer man
Splash us a stroke today
Well we're all in the mood for a tournament
And you'll take your mark up and play

Now Chris at the Y is a friend of mine
He coaches their lovely swim team
And he's so full of pep he kicks up your step
But the Y-NATs is his biggest dream
He says Andrew I believe this is stressing me
As a smile disappeared from his face
Well I'm I sure I might coach like Bob Bowman
if the teens would all line up in place

Oh, la-la-la de-de da
La-la de-de da da-da

Now Kevin is an exercise major
Who always had time to do back
And he's talkin' with Aaron who's attending Rowan
And probably has more years to track
And the lifeguard is practicing swan dives
As the vice coach drinks up her latte
Yes they're sharing a drink called togetherness
It's much better than sleepin' all day
Splash us a stroke you're the swimmer man
Splash us a stroke today
Well we're all in the mood for a tournament
And you'll take your mark up and play

It's a pretty good meet for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows it's me they've be comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the swimmers move like a porpoise
And the bleachers feel like a couch
And cheer for the team and it's such a big scream
And say boy what's in your swimming pouch

Oh, la-la-la de-de da
La-la de-de da da-da

Splash us a stroke you're the swimmer man
Splash us a stroke today
Well we're all in the mood for a tournament
And you'll take your mark up and play