Armchair Quarterback Ray Stevens

Well, the season's finally here and the players hit the field
And every man feels like a boy and every wife could kill
He's been buying beer since August
Running hot and running cold and thirty friends are on alert
That's all the den will hold!

He's the Armchair Quarterback he's full of beer and full of snacks
The all-American man, with a cool one in his hand
The Armchair Quarterback he's kind of fun and kind of fat
The all-American man, with a cool one in his hand

Now if you stand and block the screen you may just lose your life
And that goes for all thirty friends and the thirty friends' wives
Then the den falls silent we just need a yard or two
They wouldn't change that channel now if the Rockettes came on nude
The announcer agrees with the referee but the den does not at all
And thirty fists are clinched in hate and pound upon the wall
Why any fool could see he made that first down when he dived!
If Howard Cosell came in now he'd never get out alive

'Cause he's the Armchair Quarterback he's full of beer and full of snacks
The all-American man, with a cool one in his hand

The wives are all disgusted and they're meeting in the yard
On their way to wear the numbers off our credit cards (Shop, shop, shop)