WARNING! WARNING! WARNING! Read no further. What follows is a tune that you will not be able to get out of your head. DANGER! DANGER! DANGER! THE SNEAKY FREAKY ZONE (Sung to the tune of Achy Breaky Heart) Well, you can tell the world I never was this good but right now I'm in the darter's zone. You can tell your friends you've taken many wins While shooting with me when we were alone. And you can say my stance looks like a polka dance. It really dosn't matter much today. You can say my stroke looks like a jerky joke but it looks like I'm winning anyway Cuz, I'm in the zone. The sneaky freaky zone. That place where my darts will never stray. Yes, I'm in the zone the sneaky freaky zone come-on up-here if you think you want to play. So, you can tell your mates my dart release is late and you don't see how I hit the board. You can say my focus acts more like hocus-pocus and my darts should be landing on the floor. Well, my rhythm may be bad, my alignment may be sad but it looks like I'm going all the way. My knuckles may turn white I know my grip's too tight But it dosen't seem to matter how I play. Cuz, I'm in the zone. The sneaky freaky zone. That place where my darts will never stray. Yes, I'm in the zone the sneaky freaky zone come-on up-here if you think you want to play.
|