[Intro: Jackie Jackson & Rosey Grier]
Rosey, how are you?
Jackie, hey, man, that's really out of sight
Well, thanks, Rosey. Wow, you sure are big
Well, you know, being big get me into a lot of doors
Man, you're big enough to be an athlete. So, you ever play any sports?
Just a little figure skating
Why don't you come up to the house and play some basketball with us some time
Oh, I'll see if I can round up a few figure skaters
You better bring your best man 'cause me and my brothers are gonna put you away
Beat us? You little guys?
Right
In your wildest dream, you ain't never seen a team like I got...like I got...like I got
[Verse: Bill Cosby, The Jackson 5 & The Dream Team]
Peanuts! Popcorn! Peanuts! Popcorn!
The sporting world's had many teams
The fans have called first rate
They had the Yankees in the '40s
All agreed were really great
Packers and Celtics piled up records hard to beat
But good as they all seem to be
They tasted of defeat
No team has ever won 'em all and always stayed on top
Except that group of superstars no team could ever stop
A bunch of splendid athletes who all stood strong and tall
They called themselves the Dream Team
And their game was basketball
The center, a massive collection of bones
Was known by the nickname of Skyscraper Jones
The forwards were both brilliant ball handlers, too
Named Kangaroo Carson and Dead-Eye McGoo
The guards were two giants who played with great cool
Called Bulldozer Benson and Hookshot O'Toole
Together they moved like a well-oiled machine
And ran up such scores it was almost obscene
The team is unbeatable, everyone said
And if no one can beat them, then basketball's dead
Basketball's dead, yes, basketball's dead
No team will beat them, so no team can meet them
The...it's...dead
But wait, folks! (Huh, it's not?)
Rosey, how are you?
Jackie, hey, man, that's really out of sight
Well, thanks, Rosey. Wow, you sure are big
Well, you know, being big get me into a lot of doors
Man, you're big enough to be an athlete. So, you ever play any sports?
Just a little figure skating
Why don't you come up to the house and play some basketball with us some time
Oh, I'll see if I can round up a few figure skaters
You better bring your best man 'cause me and my brothers are gonna put you away
Beat us? You little guys?
Right
In your wildest dream, you ain't never seen a team like I got...like I got...like I got
[Verse: Bill Cosby, The Jackson 5 & The Dream Team]
Peanuts! Popcorn! Peanuts! Popcorn!
The sporting world's had many teams
The fans have called first rate
They had the Yankees in the '40s
All agreed were really great
Packers and Celtics piled up records hard to beat
But good as they all seem to be
They tasted of defeat
No team has ever won 'em all and always stayed on top
Except that group of superstars no team could ever stop
A bunch of splendid athletes who all stood strong and tall
They called themselves the Dream Team
And their game was basketball
The center, a massive collection of bones
Was known by the nickname of Skyscraper Jones
The forwards were both brilliant ball handlers, too
Named Kangaroo Carson and Dead-Eye McGoo
The guards were two giants who played with great cool
Called Bulldozer Benson and Hookshot O'Toole
Together they moved like a well-oiled machine
And ran up such scores it was almost obscene
The team is unbeatable, everyone said
And if no one can beat them, then basketball's dead
Basketball's dead, yes, basketball's dead
No team will beat them, so no team can meet them
The...it's...dead
But wait, folks! (Huh, it's not?)
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