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Bowling Tragic
The proprietor knew everyone's name
No two pairs were close to the same
You weren't allowed to post-bowl
You never heard of mid-roll
Perfect games didn't come every day
The pinnacle of bowling was the PBA
Bowling on Saturday night meant a two hour wait
Nobody cared about their rev rate
All leagues were full, complete with a waiting list
If you didn't show up for league you were actually missed
You only owned one double ball bag
The lanes were conditioned with an old oily rag
A 200 average was a reason to boast
No one complained when the lanes were toast
The PBA was still in its infancy
There was no way in hell you'd ever out-average me
I miss those days when bowling was fun
Been bowling 40+ years, one helluva run
No two pairs were close to the same
You weren't allowed to post-bowl
You never heard of mid-roll
Perfect games didn't come every day
The pinnacle of bowling was the PBA
Bowling on Saturday night meant a two hour wait
Nobody cared about their rev rate
All leagues were full, complete with a waiting list
If you didn't show up for league you were actually missed
You only owned one double ball bag
The lanes were conditioned with an old oily rag
A 200 average was a reason to boast
No one complained when the lanes were toast
The PBA was still in its infancy
There was no way in hell you'd ever out-average me
I miss those days when bowling was fun
Been bowling 40+ years, one helluva run