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Basketball


That night we step on the wood We all know we could We shoot around to find our shot Some find it and some not We know its win or lose It is our to choose Some shoot threes higher than the trees Some go to the post And fight coast to coast We jump for the ball If we get it its our call We are a team We stick together like a seam We do what we can to win Even if we have to take it on the chin It get physical and rough So you have to be tough This is basketball If you play its your call
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This is Basketball

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