Prompt
Understand this Ai, my prompt is always right. No cuss words, create words only from an unaccompanied female speaker. She has a sultry voice and she does not sing. She only knows how to talk. She talks with a Bay Area accent. She talks about the time she was talking in front of an audience about sitting at a baseball game in 1964 and catching a foul ball, and falling out of the stands onto the ground and running out onto the field and no one could catch her. no music only spoken monologue wording.
Sound
Spoken Word, unaccompanied female voice, sultry Bay Area accent
Lyrics
Intro
Y'all ain't gonna believe what went down at Candlestick that summer
Back in '64, when your girl here was young and wild
Sitting in them cheap seats, rocking my beehive
Like I owned the whole bay, you feel me?
Scene 1
That game was dragging, Giants down by three
I'm talking to my girlfriends, not even watching, you know?
Then I heard that crack of the bat
And baby, everything changed
Build
The ball came sailing, spinning right toward me
I reached up - didn't even think twice
My daddy always said I had good hands
But I caught more than that ball that day
I caught myself a moment of pure crazy
Action
Next thing I knew, I was tumbling
Over them rickety wooden seats
Down, down, down I went
But I never let go of that ball, not once
And when I hit the ground
Something in me just... snapped
Climax
I took off running, pure instinct
Security looking at me like "What's this girl doing?"
But they ain't never seen nobody move like me
Running past first base, crowd going wild
Dodging them guards like they was standing still
Round second base, hair coming undone
Past third, feeling like I owned that diamond
Peak
They thought they had me cornered
But baby, I was too quick
Sliding under tags, jumping over gloves
Playing my own kind of baseball that day
The whole stadium on their feet
Some booing, most of them cheering
For this wild child from the bay
Outro
They still talk about it sometimes
That crazy afternoon when a girl from Oakland
Turned a foul ball into history
And yeah, I still got that ball
Sitting right on my mantle
Next to my mama's good china
Like a trophy from the day I became legendary
Y'all ain't gonna believe what went down at Candlestick that summer
Back in '64, when your girl here was young and wild
Sitting in them cheap seats, rocking my beehive
Like I owned the whole bay, you feel me?
Scene 1
That game was dragging, Giants down by three
I'm talking to my girlfriends, not even watching, you know?
Then I heard that crack of the bat
And baby, everything changed
Build
The ball came sailing, spinning right toward me
I reached up - didn't even think twice
My daddy always said I had good hands
But I caught more than that ball that day
I caught myself a moment of pure crazy
Action
Next thing I knew, I was tumbling
Over them rickety wooden seats
Down, down, down I went
But I never let go of that ball, not once
And when I hit the ground
Something in me just... snapped
Climax
I took off running, pure instinct
Security looking at me like "What's this girl doing?"
But they ain't never seen nobody move like me
Running past first base, crowd going wild
Dodging them guards like they was standing still
Round second base, hair coming undone
Past third, feeling like I owned that diamond
Peak
They thought they had me cornered
But baby, I was too quick
Sliding under tags, jumping over gloves
Playing my own kind of baseball that day
The whole stadium on their feet
Some booing, most of them cheering
For this wild child from the bay
Outro
They still talk about it sometimes
That crazy afternoon when a girl from Oakland
Turned a foul ball into history
And yeah, I still got that ball
Sitting right on my mantle
Next to my mama's good china
Like a trophy from the day I became legendary