Joseph William "Joe" Engel (March 12, 1893 – June 12, 1969) was an American left-handed pitcher and scout in Major League Baseball who spent nearly his entire career with the Washington Senators, and went on to become a promoter and team owner in the minor leagues. He was born in Washington, D.C. as one of six children of a German immigrant who owned a bar/hotel next door to the Washington Post building in the District of Columbia. Engel was married twice and lost his only child, son Bryant in a traffic accident in Nov. 1930 at age 9. Engel himself died in Chattanooga in 1969 at age 76.
Engel spent his youth playing with Kermit and Alice Roosevelt, President Teddy Roosevelt's children. He was a Washington Senators batboy, and later a team mascot. He attended Mount St. Mary's College, where he lettered in four sports – track, baseball, basketball, and football. Engel also pitched a perfect game at Mount St. Mary's College.
Engel made it to the major leagues as a pitcher from 1912 to 1920. He played for the Senators for four seasons (1912–1915), where he was roommates with Walter Johnson, compiling a record of 17-22. Engel became friends with Johnson: "Walter didn't drink or smoke and was more or less on the serious side. I liked my fun and as a youngster was something of a hell-raiser. But we just clicked." After the 1915 season, Engel played in only three more major league games–2 for the Cincinnati Reds in 1917 and 1919, and a final game for the Senators in 1920.
Gimme a low key brewski
I'm gonna be alright
Just like sugar (sugar)
Girl you're so sweet (sugar girl you're so sweet)
Lip smacking finger licking good
I wanna taste you
Like a fine wine
Smooth and intoxicating
Sip it slow never fast
Try to make it last as long as I can
I gotta have it
Fall in love
What do they call it when you can't get enough
A functional condition (and they call it...)
A cute sweet love addition (coming back for more)
Unconscious repetition (I can't get enough)
A cute sweet love addition
I'm hooked on your affection
Girl you're blowing my mind
When cupid shot his arrow
The target it found was my heart (oh yes it was)
Now I admit it I'm in love
So give it to me cos I can't get enough
A functional condition (and they call it...)
A cute sweet love addition (coming back for more)
Unconscious repetition (I can't get enough)
A cute sweet love addition
A functional condition (and they call it...)
A cute sweet love addition (over and over)
Unconscious repetition (I can't get enough)
A cute sweet love addition (It's called love addition yeah)
I need you darling yeah
Oh they've got to call it
Sweet love addiction
Now I admit it I'm in love
So give it to me cos I can't get enough
A functional condition (and they call it...)
A cute sweet love addition (coming back for more)
Unconscious repetition (I can't get enough)
A cute sweet love addition
A functional condition (and they call it...)
A cute sweet love addition (over and over)
Unconscious repetition (I can't get enough)