You gotta make a crisp clean pass
Just sweepin' down the ol' right wing
Lookin' for goals and
I've come to stop my bud from scorin'
Ain'tcha got no shots for me?
Doot in doo doo
Got no goals to score
No assists to make
I'm crampin' and tired and ready to break
Let the buzzerman buzz and stop torturing me...
Rink, I love you
All is hockey__________
(With many apologies to Paul Simon and to my Gentle Readers)