The Other Team - UPSAHL

I met a boy who's sweet like cherry pie

He's a new type of a picture perfect guy

Waved him down on the corner of fifth avenue

He waved back, but turns out I was not the one that he was waving to

I know he's right for me

But I'm not right for him

And if I try to play along, don't think I'll ever win

Swinging, swinging, swinging for the other team

It's such a shame

I'm not even in the game

I met a boy who seems too good to be true

Dirty blonde locks, and his eyes are a sparkly blue

Gave him a smile, and he turned to walk my way

But then he walked right past me towards another man

He didn't notice me

I guess I have a thing for guys that aren't in my own league

The ones I know

They don't know shit

They always quit

They can't commit

They just know how to leave