Skee-Lo - I Wish

Hello?I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a ballerI wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call herI wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a batAnd a six-four ImpalaI wish I was like six-foot-nine so I can get with Leoshi'Cause she don't know me but, yo, she's really fineYou know I see her all the time, everywhere I goAnd even in my dreams, I can scheme of ways to make her mine'Cause I know she's livin' phatHer boyfriend's tall and he plays ball, so how am I gonna compete with that?'Cause when it comes to playing basketballI'm always last to be picked and in some cases never picked at allSo I just lean up on the wallOr sit up in the bleachers with the rest of the girls who came to watch their man ballDag, y'all! I never understood, black.Why the jocks get the fly girls, and me, I get the hood ratsI tell 'em, "Scat, skittle, sca-bobble"Got hit with a bottle and put in a hospital for talkin' that messI confess it's a shameWhen you livin' in a city that's the size of a box and nobody knows yo' nameGlad I came, to my sensesLike quick-quick, got sick-sick to my stomachOvercometh by thoughts of me and her together, right?So when I asked her out, she said I wasn't her typeI wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a ballerI wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call herI wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a batAnd a six-four ImpalaI wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a ballerI wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call herI wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a batAnd a six-four ImpalaI wish I had a brand new car so far, I got this hatchbackAnd everywhere I go, yo, I get laughed atAnd when I'm in my car, I'm laid backI got an 8-track, and a spare tire in the backseat, but that's flatAnd do you really wanna know what's really wack?See, I can't even get a date, so what do you think of that?I heard that prom night is a bomb nightWith a hood rat you can hold tightBut really though, I'm FigaroWhen in my car, I can't even get a helloWell, so many people wanna cruise Crenshaw on SundayOne day I'mma have to get in my car and goYou know I take the 110 until the 105Get off at Crenshaw, tell my homies, "Look alive!"'Cause it's hard to surviveWhen you're living in a concrete jungleAnd these girls keep passin' me byShe looks fly, she looks flyMake me say, "my, my, my"I wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a ballerI wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call herI wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a batAnd a six-four ImpalaI wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a ballerI wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call herI wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a batAnd a six-four ImpalaI wish I was a little bit taller (I wish I was a little bit taller)I wish I was a baller (I wish I was a baller)I wish I was a little bit taller (I wish I was a little bit tallerI wish I was a baller (I wish I was a baller)I wish I was a little bit taller, y'all (I wish I was a little bit taller, y'all)I wish I was a baller (I wish I was a baller)I wish I was a little bit taller (I wish I was a little bit taller)I wish I was a baller, yeahHey, I wish I had my way'Cause every day would be a Friday, and you could even speed on the highwayI would play ghetto gamesName my kids ghetto names: Little Mookie, Big Al, LorraineYo, you know that's on the realSo if you're down on your luck then you should know just how I feel'Cause if you don't want me aroundSee, I go simple, I go easy, I go GreyhoundHey, you, what's that sound?Everybody look what's going downAh, yes, ain't that fresh?Everybody wants to get down like thatI wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a ballerI wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call herI wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a batAnd a six-four ImpalaI wish I was a little bit taller, I wish I was a ballerI wish I had a girl who looked good, I would call herI wish I had a rabbit in a hat with a batAnd a six-four ImpalaI wishI wishI wishI wishI wishI wishI wishI wishI wishI wishI wishI wish