TEENAGE BOTTLEROCKET LYRICS

"Rebound"

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

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It's a shame that you don't know me
'Cause I never made it past the third string, oh no
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
I called time out, it was too late
I called time out, it was too late

Thanks to Nick for these lyrics

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