Ballad of Larry Bird

Weather never comes in its infinite sums

It just hoes and it hums

Like my life runs through sodas and rums

Summer drinking in one

Say the word, I will be there

I'm a straight shooter, but you don't care about

Larry Bird

Remember my name? We met at a bar

You were throwing darts

And I was throwing out hearts like shooting at cars

Now we're kissing on in there after dark

Say the word, I will be there

I'm a straight shooter with curly hair like

Larry Bird

Yeah-yeah, oh yeah

Yeah-yeah, oh yeah

Yeah-yeah, oh yeah

Yeah-yeah, oh yeah

Oh-oh

I will be there, say the word

I'm a straight shooter like Larry Bird, like

Larry Bird

Weather never comes in droves or in drums

In the cities, the slums

Just the bits and the crumbs now, the pits and the plums

You're all "auf Wiedersehen," I'm "toodles"

Say the word, I will be there

I'm a straight shooter, but you don't care about

Larry Bird

I will be there, say the word

I'm a straight shooter like Larry Bird, like

Larry Bird

Say the word, you know that I will be there

I'm a straight shooter, but you don't care about

We'll have it out about Larry Bird