Текст: J.C. Chasez. Drop The Ball.

Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball
Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball
Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball

I always seem to mess it up
I'm a broken mirror, just bad luck
I've been trying to get at you for like seven years
You're still not here
It's bound not fair
My heads been banging against the wall
Started playing triple hard
All the work I've put in has left me scarred
But now I know my skills are way above
Don't need a glove, to catch your love

Oh, I won't drop the ball
I won't let it fall and hit the ground
Even when it starts to weigh me down
I won't let it fall
Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball

You're waiting by the finish line
Girl, you know I'm gonna win this time
Cause when the dust has settled in the air
Will you declare, that you'll be there
Despite the final score
I don't know if I'll win for sure
I'll do my best girl and I can't do more
Cause in life there are no guarantees
They give from me, we've all been beat


I won't drop the ball
I won't let it fall and hit the ground
Even when it starts to weigh me down
I won't let it fall
Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball

I won't drop the ball
I won't let it fall and hit the ground
Even when it starts to weigh me down
I won't let it fall
Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball

I will not stumble
I will not fumble
I will not crumble
I won't fall
I will not stumble
I will not fumble
I will not crumble
Not at all

I won't drop the ball
I won't let it fall and hit the ground
Even when it starts to weigh me down
I won't let it fall
Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball, Drop the ball