near a cavern there’s a tavern
and a doctor so divine
he seduced her then he juiced her
she became his Clemenstine.

o my darling o my darling
o my darling Clemenstine
fastball humming, hear it coming
way back up to ninety nine

batters trembled, disassembled
they were shaking on the pine
couldn’t tussle with her muscle
all in awe of Clemenstine

o my darling o my darling
o my darling Clemenstine
fastball humming, hear it coming
way back up to ninety nine

light she’s not and rather hairy
now her jock is number nine
steroid rages filled the pages
tabloids doted Clemenstine

o my darling o my darling
o my darling Clemenstine
fastball humming, hear it coming
way back up to ninety nine

drove she rookies to the woodshed
she was always going nine
but they turned her and they burned her
every splitter on a line.

called the doctor now her proctor
no more juices he’d consign
she had maxed out he was taxed out
would she help him pay his fine?

o my darling o my darling
o my darling Clemenstine
fastball humming, hear it coming
way back up to ninety nine

poor old heater, all could beat her
is it too late to refine?
it has slowed and hangs forever
dreadful sorrow Clemenstine

o my darling o my darling
o my darling Clemenstine
she’s departed, brokenhearted
her excuses asinine.