She Likes Basketball
She likes basketball, how about that?
We've got something in common to talk about
Basketball
She likes basketball, how about that?
I have some place to take her when we go out
Basketball
Whoever would've dreamed, ever would've thought?
That my favorite girl likes my favorite sport
Like any other kid, I would make-believe
With a ball in my hand
I'd dribble right past
All the others real fast
And I'd be six-foot eight
And my jump shot was really great
She likes basketball, isn't that wild?
It's an omen that good things are on their way
Things to share
We share basketball, couldn't you die?
From a simple beginning like this
We may get somewhere
It's nice to dream
Someday it might be, basketball and me
Whoever would've dreamed, ever would've thought?
That my favorite girl likes my favorite sport
Like any other kid, I would make-believe
With a ball in my hand
I'd dribble right past
All the others real fast
And I'd be six-foot eight
And my jump shot was really great
She likes basketball, isn't that wild?
It's an omen that good things are on their way
Things to share
We share basketball, couldn't you die?
From a simple beginning like this
We may get somewhere
It's nice to dream
Someday it might be, basketball and me
We've got something in common to talk about
Basketball
She likes basketball, how about that?
I have some place to take her when we go out
Basketball
Whoever would've dreamed, ever would've thought?
That my favorite girl likes my favorite sport
Like any other kid, I would make-believe
With a ball in my hand
I'd dribble right past
All the others real fast
And I'd be six-foot eight
And my jump shot was really great
She likes basketball, isn't that wild?
It's an omen that good things are on their way
Things to share
We share basketball, couldn't you die?
From a simple beginning like this
We may get somewhere
It's nice to dream
Someday it might be, basketball and me
Whoever would've dreamed, ever would've thought?
That my favorite girl likes my favorite sport
Like any other kid, I would make-believe
With a ball in my hand
I'd dribble right past
All the others real fast
And I'd be six-foot eight
And my jump shot was really great
She likes basketball, isn't that wild?
It's an omen that good things are on their way
Things to share
We share basketball, couldn't you die?
From a simple beginning like this
We may get somewhere
It's nice to dream
Someday it might be, basketball and me
Credits
Writer(s): Burt F. Bacharach, Hal David
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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