I took my brothers to a game at Fenway
I saw Pedro Martinez who's ready to play
But when Jeter hit one homerun
he gave the green moster just a fall
I'm thinking about that play when here in Boston, It's the Red Sox song

I read the stats up in the Chicago sun
They beat the Reds by a score of two to none
When my team gave them the quality
They use Frank Thomas to prove the team wrong
I'm thinking about that in Chi-town, when I sing my White Sox song

I want both to win pennants
End out this Red Sox curse
Won't screw up like Bill Buckner
or Bucky Dent's homerun
No disco demolitions
US celluar Field
I won't deal with Frank Thomas
and soon they'll get a title ring

(rap break)

If I choose Boston or Chicago, then i'll know which one to prove this team wrong
I'm thinking about the players, and it matters about the sox song

I'm ending that curse in Boston, and the Red Sox has got their own song

I'm ending that curse in Chi-town and the White Sox has got their own song