Come on Yankees!
Come on Yankees!

Poor old Bobby V.
Tried to get his team to a world series
But his Mets they couldn't handle it
And their fans cried, never win who'd blame them
They're tough (so tough) so tough (so tough)
We'll give them a little credit (yeah whatever)
Toora-loora-toora-loora-yay!
Well can you please go back to Shea?

Come on Yankees! Oh I know (that you are)
The team of (of the century)
You are (the best) oh New York's (finest)
You can't be beat
Oh come on Yankees!

Come on Yankees!

These players around here
Think they can beat us Yanks but we're way too tough
But they have dreams that they'll win one
But not us (no not us) no not us (no not us)
We are far much older and better (forever)
Toora-loora-toora-loora-yay!
Mets you'll never ever win again

Come on Yankees! Oh I know (what you are)
Ah come on lets, win twenty seven
You are the best, oh New York's (finest)
Ah come on Yanks, ah come on Yankees
You are the best, oh New York's (finest)
Ah come Yanks, ah come on Yankees
Please...

(Come on Yankees too-loo rye-aye come on)
(Yankees too-loo rye-aye toora toora-too-loora)

Now you have won, and you have shown, oh Yankees
Subway Series was made only for us
And only us
Those poor losers will never repeat
Like '86
I said M.E.T.S. My-Entire-Team-Sucks

Come on Yankees!Oh I know (that you are)
The team of (of the century)
You are (the best) oh New York's (finest)
You can't be beat
Oh come on Yankees!

(Repeat and fade)