Artist: Teenage Bottlerocket
Song: Rebound

It's a shame that you don't know me 'cause I never made it past the third string
But coach never game 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 want to 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 inside a locker and I ended up on the rebound
I called time out, it was too late

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