Set to the tune of "Getting Rid of Britta" (italics in your best Pierce voice)

Verse 1:

Saying goodbye to Willie
was not a hard thing to do
'cause when someone's 3 for 34
we'd rather have Jason LaRue

Chorus:

The Reds got rid of Willie (he had to go)
They made room for the T (he's the Toddfather)

The Reds got rid of Willie
They made room for the T (he's the GDT)

Verse 2:

I didn't know when I saw him pinch hit
That he could ever be that bad
Oh so tiny and small, he seemed to have it all
But he made me say Walt "Crap! That ain't cool..."

Chorus:

The Reds got rid of Willie
They made room for the T (he's the Toddfather)

The Reds got rid of Willie (he had to go)
They made room for the T (he's the GDT)

Verse:

It isn't like he could ever hit here
But I would trade him for the lowest minor leaguer
He bummed us out...he blues our souls
He flied out to short and left us less than whole

Chorus:

The Reds got rid of Willie
They made room for the T (he's the Toddfather)

The Reds got rid of Willie (he had to go)
They made room for the T (he's the GDT)