Verse 1: Billy O'Grady and his little lady
Were sweethearts for many long moons;
When night was falling on her he'd go calling,
And warble lifes sweetest of tunes;
H'ed say "Tomorrow I'm going to borrow
A V-spot and take you somewhere."
She'd listen discreetly, then say very sweetly,
With her little lady like air:

Chorus: I want to go to the ball game,
I'm the fall dame for a ball game.
I like to get the crowd going,
And root and hoot and shout.
I want to go to the pastime,
Have a fast time, like the last time.
And yell "Swat a single, two sacker or bengle."
But don't fan out.

Verse 2: Billy, you dear, you, I like to be near you,
Out here in the grand-stand each day;
I love to listen and see your eyes glisten
Whenever they make a good play;
Buy me some pop, Bill, and please do not stop, Bill,
But root for a home run or two.
Gee, ain't it great, Bill? Is my hat on straigth, Bill?
Please get me some popcorn to chew:

Chorus: I want to go to the ball game,
I'm the fall dame for a ball game.
I like to get the crowd going,
And root and hoot and shout.
I want to go to the pastime,
Have a fast time, like the last time.
And yell "Swat a single, two sacker or bengle."
But don't fan out.