Song Description

The writer grew up a basketball fan during the days when the legends Magic Johnson, Danny Ainge, Shaquil ONeal enjoyed their hayday. "Hoop Dreams" is a tongue-in-cheek homage to the Lakers.

Lyrics

I'm the man, yes, I am. I got Hoop Dreams

I want my picture on sports pages 'n magazines.
I want to be like Mike, a multi-millionaire,
Selling sneakers, and batteries, and underwear.
Yes, I want to be a star. Wear nice clothes, and drive a fancy car.

Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams.

Picked up the paper the day they said Magic's back,
Play'n for L.A. They said the place was packed (and they've got Shaq).
Turned on my TV set to check it out,
I remember what ShowTime was all about.
It's something everyone should see.
A basketball star. That's what I want to be.

Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams.

I'm the man, yes I am. I got Hoop Dreams.
I want to be a kid, living like a King, in the NBA and on my favorite team.
I'll never be satisfied until I win a ring.
I want to go down in history,
It's more than a dream. It's my reality

Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams.

I'm gonna shake it and bake it.
I'm gonna take it to the rack, and that's a fact.
I'm gonna make it. I'm gonna stop, pop, watch it drop,
With one second left on the clock, I want the rock.

I got range like Danny Ainge. I got moves like Pippin.
You can't guard me. Yo, you must be trip'n.

I got Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams. Hoop Dreams

(fade. . . .)
"This game is in the refrigerator. The door is closed. The lights are out.
The eggs are cool'n. The butter's getting hard. And the jello's jiggle'n."

Copyright 2007
Lyrics and Music Written
and Performed
by Brian Vinson