Lyrics

Kleppe?s earned a lifetime of watching through the glass
Even at the Schroh the fuckin ref?ll toss his ass
Oly?s throwing punches, and JB?s moving fast
Rosy?s picking cherries cause there ain?t no 2-line pass

And they say EH EH EH EH
That?s the way that Those Guys play
OH OH OH OH
Kleppe headfake, JD stick throw
EI EI EI EI
Art tweaked his knee you can hear him cry
But Rosy takes him home and tucks him in and says good night

Helgi?s on the blue line wearing #4
He can skate and shoot and pass, but he ain?t no Bobby Orr
FLH lets in weak one, blames it all on Keith
They talk it out decide after the game they?ll smoke a reef

And they say EH EH EH EH
That?s the way that Those Guys play
OH OH OH OH
Kleppe headfake, JD stick throw
EI EI EI EI
Art tweaked his knee you can hear him cry
But Rosy takes him home and tucks him in and says good night

Shitty?s never early, but always makes the game
His eyes are red and we don?t know just what he?s on today
You wanna fuck eith Those Guys, you better bet you?ll pay
They?ll run you from behind because the glory wins the game

And they say EH EH EH EH
That?s the way that Those Guys play
OH OH OH OH
Kleppe headfake, JD stick throw
EI EI EI EI
Art tweaked his knee you can hear him cry
But Rosy takes him home and tucks him in and says good night