Washington Capitals: The Hockey Song
Lyrics by: Remy
Music by: Tom Connors
Well have no fear, hockey season's here
I'm gonna see the Caps tonight
Gonna call some friends, grab my keys and then
Gonna head down to the ice

I call up Matt in Fairfax and
I'm coming from McLean
I jump and drive 495
To the ol' Capitals game.

I get to Matt's, he's got tickets
And we're ready to head up
His roommate Bjorn's watching hockey porn
So we both tell him to stop

Now traffic's thick on 66
But the metro's not the same
Hop inside the orange line
To the ol' Capitals game

Ungodly heat, nasty orange seats
But the game's on all our minds
With our strength in net, I'd make a big ol' bet
That is, if I was Gretzky's wife

We get on down to Chinatown
Of Verizon Center fame
Say goodbye to the smelly guy
at the ol' Capitals game

Passing scalpers now, getting patted down
Now we're heading towards our seats
They're not the best, got the Eagle's Nest
But we got some tasty treats

Well it turns out the game's sold out
So we head on back to Matt's
Gonna hear and see Beninati
Call the game on ol' Comcast

Ovechkin he's a checkin' fiend
He's hat-trick scoring demon
Olie's our great goalie but
Don't forget Alexander...wait, what?

We see Crosby's Greg Louganis-y
Cuz all he seems to do is dive
And ol' Briere should play in a cellars
Because he really loves to whine

I boo and jeer when Jaromir
Returns to ol' DC
It's odd the guy only seems to try
When he's on another team

Now the game is done, the Caps just won
Beat the Pens in overtime
Crosby must ride on the bus
Cuz he's not old enough to drive

Caps will at least beat all the East
Win the playoff's final game
We'll give a chant of "Lets go Caps!"
At the ol' Capitals game