It’s a shame that you don’t know me Cuz I never made it past the third string My coach never gave me a chance He’s always blowing his whistle at me
Put me in your game and I promise not to shoot A three I’ll stick with twos I don’t wanna make a steal unless you make a pass I’ll never personal foul you
Did you have to give your boyfriend all my letters I didn’t know he was six foot eight He shoved me inside a locker and I ended up on the rebound I called time out it was too late
