It's a shame that you don't know me
'cause 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