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