Huf Huf Huf
Breath in breath out
steady pace just keep
moving, you're almost there
one more hill; just one more hill
Thunk Thunk Thunk
I have the ball
I'm in control
I have a breakaway
Just me and the goalie
Boom Boom Boom
It's only a free throw
But it's for the winning point
The free throw
It's up to me
Crack Crack Crack
She has to stop hacking
She's straching the paint off my stick
This ground's too wet to be playing
And the shot...
I see the ribbon...
That's a perfect shot...
It's bonuncing off the red tape...
The goalie's going the wrong way...
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