Ben, most days I hate to see you score
In the past you won, and I just swore
Steelers always made me grown
My feelings were well known
But my words I will eat
When The Packers you beat
(The Packers you must beat)

Ben, I’ll overlook Troy’s flowing hair
Could be twenty feet for all I care
Long as he is never kind
Sacks Rodgers from behind
Then tells him where to go
I’ll cheer for him, you know
(I’ll cheer for him, you know)


Though Steelers make elves angry
Packers are worse to me

(A Pittsburgh fan? No, not me!
Hate The Pack, more you see)


Ben, I’ll be a fan for just one day
‘Til you make The Packers go away
‘Tween two evils I’ll choose you
It’s hard for me to do
And won’t happen again
But just once I’ll root for Ben
(I’ll root)
For Ben
(For Ben)
For Ben