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Under the bleachers hiding for an hour
Coach is looking for me 'cuz his job is to empower
I don’t want to go and I won't make a difference
I don’t need a stupid award
I’m still in my parka watching condensation
I’d be glad to stay here 'til the end of all creation
I wish you will cue me, give a little whistle
Maybe just a wink of your eyes
I can’t throw this basketball into my own arms
Could you be there for me
And tell me that you want me on the team
I can’t throw this basketball into my own arms
Basketball
Basketball
I was counting on you, you’re the one who gets me
When I try my best, you shoot a cannon of confetti
I’ve been growing colder
You’ve been getting bolder
But I believe I still have a shot
I can’t throw this basketball into my own arms
Could you be there for me
And tell me that you want me on the team
I can’t throw this basketball into my own arms
Basketball
Basketball
Down to the buzzer
I’m going for a jumper
But, alley
Don’t make me go alone
I'm alone
Over and over and over and over and over






