I adored Joe D. and the Mick, but never knew
The Yankee centerfielders the way I knew you
I took to Jason Sehorn shining for Big Blue
Never did he make my face light up the way you do
Pete Sampras was the king of my court for some time
Until you dethroned him, a stolen heart is your crime
Every move my Troy made, I registered inside
Now you’re the only cowboy who can take me for a ride
I thought I had something with that warrior O’Neill
But my eyes were set on you, distinguished and real
The starring men in my life have faded into memories
Only one remains, the one who aims to please
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