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Now I know what it's like To be the fifth wheel, to get a raw deal And be ridin' pine. Now I know what it's like To feel defeated, to be unneeded Inside the lines. Jimy said he'd give us chances, But there's not a chance for me. I pinch-hit in only four games. And I started in only three. How I wish I was still with the Zephyrs Wish I'd stayed in triple-A I wouldn't sit on the bench in New Orleans. I'd be a starter there almost everyday. Jimy said he'd give us chances, But there's not a chance for me. I pinch-hit in only four games. And I started in only three. When Jimy's resting one of the outfielders He has Palmeiro take his place. And in day games after night games Vizcaino plays first base. And when Jimy needs a pinch-hitter He looks no further than Mike Lamb Sometimes I just sit and wonder If Jimy even knows who I am Now I know what it's like To be the fifth wheel, to get a raw deal And be ridin' pine.
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