The Winter Meetings are over and somehow the Orioles are still looking for that first big move of the offseason. The Baltimorons put together Dan Duquette’s depressing cover of Macklemore’s ‘Thrift Shop’ on their latest episode, “Known Unknowns“.

Listen to the hilarious song below (Disclaimer: It features some adult language), download it here and check out the Baltimorons on the Baltimore Sports Report Network.

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I’m gonna pack my bags

Only got twenty dollars in my pocket

I-I-I’m in the

Meetings of the Winter

This is so depressing

Verse 1:

Walk in to the hotel like, “What up, who wants to play for us?”

I’m on the hunt for some players from the thrift shop

Cord Phelps and Brandon Inge, trynna impress James Loney

People be like “Damn! That dude looks lonely.”

Andrew Friedman tellin’ me that he won’t be sellin’ me

David Price when all I’m offerin is Ryan Flaherty

Alone in the corner, nursin’ a coffee

Here comes Shin Soo Choo, I’m gonna offer him a

(Kiiiissssssssssss)

Whoops, here comes security!

Pushin’ shovin’ elbowin’, trynna get an offer in

Hollerin’ but can’t even get Mark Ellis’s attention

Traded my closer for a reclamation second basemen

Now my all star center fielder’s angry with the situation

Gotta do it Billy Beane style, does anyone know if Billy Beane’s around?

No for real–ask Billy Beane–can I have his hand-me-downs?

Ya mighta heard I’m in on Chad Gaudin

Ya mighta heard I’m in on Bart Colon

PED suspension don’t even warrant mention

Hollerin’ but can’t even get Rajai Davis’s attention

Hello, hello, my ace man, Saunders

Joe Saunders won’t call me back?! Who knows where the bar is?

I could build a pitcher out of soap, and make him throw

The pitching coach would be like, “well, he does have elbows…”

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Verse 2:

What you know about rockin’ a DH Platoon?

What you know about signing Jake Fox again?

I’m digging, I’m digging, I’m searching right through that shi–er

One man’s trash that’s another man’s leadoff hitter

Thank you Brian Cashman for overpaying Ellsbury

No no, don’t be silly, I’m not filled with hell’s fury

I’m not mad that no player can be had

For less than 20 million dollars in a cashmere bag

Your druggies, your washouts, your quad-A’s, your worst scouts

I’ll take ya rag and bones and I will PAY those motherf—ers

Steve Pearce batting fifth in that motherf—er

Reimold’s bionic neck in that motherf—er

They be like “Yo, that Cano, he’s hella tight”

I be like “Yo, that’s 240 million for a second baseman”

Limited lifespan, let’s run a quick scan

240 million that’s a first-rate scam (damn)

I call that getting swindled and pimped

I call that getting tricked by a business

Cano’s hella dope

You think I’m gonna gamble the future on him though? Nope!

Peep game, come take a look through my Danoscope

Try to buy wins on a scam, and you hella won’t

Man, you hella won’t…

[HOOK]

[BRIDGE]

I got no left fielder

No number one starter

I’m in this big hotel

No one’s callin’

What the hell?!