CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Buck 55

What do you weigh, kid?
A buck 55?

I'm not that vain
I'm not into my size

There are other games that are more appropriate for you to play

Like checkers, like chess, and crocquet

Well, I've always been taught to see things through
To my heart, always be true

Hallmark, I'm sure, would be so proud
To hear you voice their sentiments out loud
But a well-placed fart would knock you down
If the Moose meant harm, you'd be in a hospital gown
This is the toughest league in the land
You'll never survive so become a fan
{Farley}
Just because I still have my front teeth
Don't a**ume that I can't compete
Though I might not come with a hockey pedigree
Why can't I still dream of being the next Crosby?

{Coach}
You've never played the game

{Ace}
No one even knows your name

{Coach}
Hockey legends don't happen overnight

{Ace}
It takes a bunch of years

{Coach}
And a bucket full of tears
And to put you in the game is suicide