Of all the things I'll never do, I'd have to pass them half to you
Oh, I can play and I can sing, but my cousin has a grey cup ring
And I've never even seen the thing, but I'm told it's as big as a tyre swing
And I've heard of all the prestige that it brings, my cousin has a grey cup ring
And at the family gatherings, he's grandma's favourite living thing
She tugs upon her apron string, my cousin has a grey cup ring
My cousin has a grey cup ring
And I know, I know, I'm a waste of size, but I turned out alright
I know
That a country farm makes a throwing arm
And you can paint the barn which the smoke alarm makes
Got winning charm, he's made, made
Of all the things I'll never see
I'd have to pass them half to you
I'd have to tell you honestly
That I've got a fairly good baseball swing
But my cousin has a grey cup ring
Of all the things I want in life
Well, he's got a car and a beard and a wife
And he's not jealous of the way I sing
But I'm jealous of his grey cup ring
I'm jealous of the prestige that it brings
And, you know those the
But I'm jealous of his grey cup ring
And, uh, well, well the kerks are wrong
If he was born as a man would be Larry
But I guess I wouldn't know
Because he's got a grey cup ring
I'm jealous of his grey cup ring
But I'd be happy to try
You know, that I'm cheerin' as I'm thinking