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Two-Player Video (MV)




Performed By: Eric Munro Schwan
Length: 3:38
Written by: Eric Schwan




Eric Munro Schwan - Two-Player Lyrics




Pixie-stick posture
Join the roster
Shirt tails only half tucked in
Saunter
Shiny ship-launcher
You're conducting concerts
One, two, and I'm downed by a kind-eyed boxer
I hope the heat miser isn't getting cold feet
Cuz you look like something sweet and I need a little treat
Caught up in your cleats and your grass-stained knees
Yes, I'm playing if you please
Wear your jersey guaranteed
So sick of listening to referees
Never let the best parts of myself get the best of me
Kinesiology
Take a fall for them all to see
I really don't wanna be a wannabe
So, kick the goalie out
A free shot in a net of doubt
I was never one to be afraid of a bout
But the player bathed in the field lights
Got me looked through
Good night for a fist fight
But instead you

Keep me running back and forth
I was never good at sports
I don't want to play the field
You game enough for something real
Keep me running back and forth
I was never good at sports
I don't want to play the field
You game enough for something real

Well, I sure hope so
Not a fan of keeping score alone
A two-man show
Don't want to cuddle with the cortisone
There's gotta be some sweat and some spraining
A bilateral training
We're caking mud in the rain
You make it feel like painting
Champ of the camp
But it's not by chance
Tall scamp
My chest cramped
With a passing glance
I been sidelined going into overtime
So let's leave the bench behind
Ignore those whistles when they whine
Just meet me in the center of the pitch
No teams anymore
No sides need to switch
Think we got a match
Don't want to take it too fast
But I'm in it to win it if you are
One-on-one
To build a team we gotta draft
Meet me underneath the bleachers
We can change out of our sneakers
All the gatorade's been dunked
And the crowd's already leaving
Drive you home if you want
But won't leave you at the front
Song of my Achilles heel
I think it's time to play for real though

Keep me running, keep me running
Keep me running, keep me running
Back and, back and
Back and, back and
Keep me running, keep me running
Keep me running, keep me running
Back and, back and
Back and, back and forth
Keep me running, keep me running
Keep me running, keep me running
Back and, back and
Back and, back and
Keep me running, keep me running
Keep me running, keep me running
Back and, back and
Back and, back and forth

No shirt, all skin
The ball's in your court
Let's see if you can get it in
No shirt, all skin
The ball's in your court
No sport
Can you get it in
No shirt, all skin
The ball's in your court
Let's see if you can get it in
No shirt, all skin
The ball's in your court
Can you get it

Keep me running back and forth
I was never good at sports
I don't want to play the field
You game enough for something real
Keep me running back and forth
I was never good at sports
I don't want to play the field
You game enough for something real

Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and forth
Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and
I was never good at sports
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Pixie-stick posture
Join the roster
Shirt tails only half tucked in
Saunter
Shiny ship-launcher
You're conducting concerts
One, two, and I'm downed by a kind-eyed boxer
I hope the heat miser isn't getting cold feet
Cuz you look like something sweet and I need a little treat
Caught up in your cleats and your grass-stained knees
Yes, I'm playing if you please
Wear your jersey guaranteed
So sick of listening to referees
Never let the best parts of myself get the best of me
Kinesiology
Take a fall for them all to see
I really don't wanna be a wannabe
So, kick the goalie out
A free shot in a net of doubt
I was never one to be afraid of a bout
But the player bathed in the field lights
Got me looked through
Good night for a fist fight
But instead you

Keep me running back and forth
I was never good at sports
I don't want to play the field
You game enough for something real
Keep me running back and forth
I was never good at sports
I don't want to play the field
You game enough for something real

Well, I sure hope so
Not a fan of keeping score alone
A two-man show
Don't want to cuddle with the cortisone
There's gotta be some sweat and some spraining
A bilateral training
We're caking mud in the rain
You make it feel like painting
Champ of the camp
But it's not by chance
Tall scamp
My chest cramped
With a passing glance
I been sidelined going into overtime
So let's leave the bench behind
Ignore those whistles when they whine
Just meet me in the center of the pitch
No teams anymore
No sides need to switch
Think we got a match
Don't want to take it too fast
But I'm in it to win it if you are
One-on-one
To build a team we gotta draft
Meet me underneath the bleachers
We can change out of our sneakers
All the gatorade's been dunked
And the crowd's already leaving
Drive you home if you want
But won't leave you at the front
Song of my Achilles heel
I think it's time to play for real though

Keep me running, keep me running
Keep me running, keep me running
Back and, back and
Back and, back and
Keep me running, keep me running
Keep me running, keep me running
Back and, back and
Back and, back and forth
Keep me running, keep me running
Keep me running, keep me running
Back and, back and
Back and, back and
Keep me running, keep me running
Keep me running, keep me running
Back and, back and
Back and, back and forth

No shirt, all skin
The ball's in your court
Let's see if you can get it in
No shirt, all skin
The ball's in your court
No sport
Can you get it in
No shirt, all skin
The ball's in your court
Let's see if you can get it in
No shirt, all skin
The ball's in your court
Can you get it

Keep me running back and forth
I was never good at sports
I don't want to play the field
You game enough for something real
Keep me running back and forth
I was never good at sports
I don't want to play the field
You game enough for something real

Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and forth
Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and
Keep me running back and
I was never good at sports
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Writer: Eric Schwan
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