Lyrics

[INTRO]
Oh Roberto, can't you see?
Golf's a game that ain't for thee,
With every swing, it's such a mess,
Time to face the truth, oh yes.

[VERSE 1]
Step up to the tee, but your hands are shaky,
Grip that club tight, but your aim is flaky.
The ball doesn’t budge, just sits there still,
Another practice swing, it’s a test of will.

Friends are all laughing, it’s a sight to behold,
Your drives are flops and your putts are cold.
You shout “Fore!” but no one is in sight,
Watch out, world! Here comes Roberto's flight!

[CHORUS]
Oh Roberto, what a swing,
You’re giving golf a brand-new sting.
In the sand trap, you’re lost and found,
For every shot, there’s a laugh abound.
Roberto, can’t you tell?
Golf’s not your game, but you try so well!

[VERSE 2]
You’re stuck in the rough, looking for the ball,
Out in the bushes, it’s a gopher’s sprawl.
With every swing, you bring out the laughs,
C’mon Rob, let’s do the math—
Five strokes in, just to get it right,
Then you miss the hole, oh what a sight!

Carts are speeding, but you’re stuck with pride,
Come on, buddy, let’s take a ride.
With every round, my sides just ache,
Can’t help but cheer, for the laughs you make.

[CHORUS]
Oh Roberto, what a swing,
You’re giving golf a brand-new sting.
In the sand trap, you’re lost and found,
For every shot, there’s a laugh abound.
Roberto, can’t you tell?
Golf’s not your game, but you try so well!

[BRIDGE]
So maybe it’s not about the score,
It's the time with friends, and we crave some more.
From the first hole to the last goodbye,
Roberto, it’s a win, oh my oh my!

[CHORUS]
Oh Roberto, what a swing,
You’re giving golf a brand-new sting.
In the sand trap, you’re lost and found,
For every shot,