| Hockey, soccer, basketball
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| Girl, I heard you play them all
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| Well, me I always drop the ball
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| Never stood a chance at all
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| But you, you’re a superstar
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| Out of bounds, I’ve gone too far
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| Cross my heart and hope to die
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| Can’t believe I’m at tryouts
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| Girl, you make me wanna play the field
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| Can’t explain all of the things you make me feel
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| I wanna join your team, yeah, I’m for real
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| There’s not a thing I won’t do to hang out with you
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| Because
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| Girl, you make me wanna play the field
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| Can’t explain all of the things you make me feel
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| I wanna join your team, yeah, I’m for real
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| There’s not a thing I won’t do to hang out with you
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| In the year 2004
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| Staring at the tile floor
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| Of the gym class changing room
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| And trying not to look at you
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| 'Cause even though I’d really like to
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| It’s not worth being called a dyke to
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| See you in your sports bra
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| Though it just might change my life
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| Girl, you make me wanna play the field
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| Can’t explain all of the things you make me feel
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| I wanna join your team, yeah, I’m for real
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| There’s not a thing I won’t do to hang out with you
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| Because
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| Girl, you make me wanna play the field
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| Can’t explain all of the things you make me feel
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| I wanna join your team, yeah, I’m for real
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| There’s not a thing I won’t do to hang out with you
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| Guitar
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| And I never thought that I would play a sport
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| But somehow there I was and the ball was in my court
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| Before I could figure out if it was real or just a dream
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| I scored my only basket of the season, it was on my own team
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| Girl, you make me wanna play the field
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| Can’t explain all of the things you make me feel
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| I wanna join your team, yeah, I’m for real
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| There’s not a thing I won’t do to hang out with you
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| Because
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| Girl, you make me wanna play the field
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| Can’t explain all of the things you make me feel
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| I wanna join your team, yeah, I’m for real
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| There’s not a thing I won’t do to hang out with you |