Lyrics:

Its A Shame That You Dont Know Me
'cause I Never Made It Past The Third String
my Coach Never Gave Me A Chance
hes Always Blowing His Whistle At Me

put Me In Your Game And I Promise Not To Shoot A Three
ill Stick With Twos
i Dont Wanna Make A Steal Unless You Make A Pass
ill Never Personal Foul You

did You Have To Give Your Boyfriend All My Letters
i Didnt 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

its A Shame That You Dont Know Me
'cause I Never Made It Past The Third String, No No
my Coach Never Gave Me A Chance
hes Always Blowing His Whistle At Me

put Me In Your Game And I Promise Not To Shoot A Three
ill Stick With Twos
i Dont Wanna Make A Steal Unless You Make A Pass
ill Never Personal Foul You

did You Have To Give Your Boyfriend All My Letters
i Didnt 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
i Called Time Out, It Was Too Late