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I never saw the animation before. I hope it's not offensive. I just remember the neighbor playing this tune when I was a little kid.
Yes, I am the victim of a Basketball Jones Ever since I was a little baby, I always be dribblin' In fac', I was de baddest dribbler in the whole neighborhood Then one day, my mama bought me a basketball And I loved that basketball I took that basketball with me everywhere I went That basketball was like a basketball to me
I even put that basketball underneath my pillow Maybe that's why I can't sleep at night I need help, ladies and gentlemens I need someone to stand beside me I need, I need someone to set a pick for me at the free-throw line of life Someone I can pass to Someone to hit the open man on the give-and-go And not end up in the popcorn machine So cheerleaders, help me out
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Oh, it feels so good Gimme the ball I'll go one-on-one against the world, left-handed I could stuff it from center court with my toes I could jump on top of the backboard, take off a quarter, leave fifteen cents change I could, I could dribble behind my back I got more moves than Ex-Lax I'm bad I could dribble with my tongue Here I go down court, try to stop me You can't stop me 'cause I got a Basketball Jones Here I come That's my hook shot with my eyebrow Yeah, I could dunk it with my nose I'm, I'm bad as King Kong, gimme the ball I'm hot, I'm hot as..., I'm hot as..., I'm hot as... uh Uh, uh, uh, uh
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