Tebow, I am overjoyed

To meet you face to face

You've been getting quite a name

All around the place

Running off tackle

Raising Broncos from the dead

Now I understand you're good

At least that's what they've said

So you are the Tim

You're the great Tebow Tim

Prove to me that you're divine

Throw that pigskin on a line

That's all you need do

Then I'll know it's all true

C'mon Q.B. Of the Pews

Timmy you just won't believe

The hit you've made around here

You are all we talk about

You're the player of the year

Oh what a pity

If it's all a lie

Still I'm sure

That you can rock the cynics if you try

So if you are the Tim

Yes the great Tebow Tim

Prove to me that you're no fool

Throw between my cover 2

If you do that for me

Then I'll tell them you're Brees

C'mon Q.B. Of the Pews

I only ask what I'd ask any gator star

What is it that you have got

That puts you where you are? Oh, ho-ho

I am waiting

Yes I'm a Patriot's fan

I'm dying to be shown

That you are not just Troy Aikman

So if you are the Tim

Yes the great Tebow Tim

Throw a touchdown from the spread

You can do it on your head

Or has something gone wrong?

Timmy, why do you take so long?

Aw, C'mon Q.B. of the Pews

Hey, Aren't you scared of me Tim

Mister Wonderful Tim

You're a joke, you're not Matt Shaub

You're nothing but a fraud

Take him away, he couldn't beat William Gay

Get out you Q.B. Of the

Get out you Q.B. Of the

Get out you Q.B. Of the Pews.