beatle ball
• Written by Anonymous
They were the Beatles of basketball they call Larry bird he could jump he could fly we was so dam tall don’t forget MJ could palm the ball
Miller and MJ starting the brawl incomes Paul but his just to small they all start falling in that rusty old hall but MJ was the last won to bounce the ball
All the wacked and wounded starting to crawl Pippen and miller sitting on the wall not knowing what to do in that big old hall like (break) dam what a brawl
Incomes Magee fakes the fall
Then comes the reff (break) oh no
The ball goes up but it doesn’t leave the hand cause your just too are palming MAN!
The aircon stops (short break) time to use the fan king James not happy watching parker jam.
KD like dam what a jam
Let’s dunk, let’s jam, let’s ally oop, It’s time to join the bas-ket ball troop.
It doesn’t matter if you’re short or tall, all you have to do is bounce the ball.
The aim of the game is to get it in the ring, if you’re not too sure just do your thing.
We’ll play a game up to twenty, you might score a few, or you mightn’t score any
You don’t have to try and solve a riddle, as long as you can lay-up, steal and dribble.
If you miss a shot don’t cry or scream, at least you know you’re part of the team.
Well the coach is yelling, it makes no sense, he calls ‘time out’ and you’re off the bench.
Weavin’ and dodgin’ you’ve got ‘em all baffled, this is one vacation where it doesn’t pay to travel.
The other team’s got it on the 3-point line, you’re sweatin’, you’re shakin’ – you’re doin’ fine.
You do a great block but the ump yells ‘Foul!’, just keep your cool, don’t throw in the towel
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