---
Lyrics ::

Who's that blocking shots?
Who's that making passes?
Who's that taking opponents and putting them down on their asses?
Got him in a deal for Simpkins--it's almost a crime
Dickey might your guy, all right, but Scott Burrell is mine.

It's clear to me, and everybody can tell
It's Scott Burrell (He's my guy)
It's clear to me, it's like ringing a bell
It's Scott Burrell (He's my guy)

Scott can throw the fastball
Or dish to Scottie on the back door
Drafted by the Blue Jays, he's making it in Chicago today
He's looking like Mike as he goes to the hole
Shooting up that 3-ball--watch it now--He's nailing it cold

Take it to me now

It's clear to me, and everybody can tell
It's my guy Burrell (He's my guy)
He's my man, and he's playing well
He's Scott Burrell (Talkin' bout my guy)

Kick it to me now

He's coming in off the bench
And the Jerrys think he's a mensch
He's got the attitude, and he sho nuff got the moves
You might mistake him for Jordan when he's out there on the floor, but
He's wearing number 24, and he's got the moves to support it

It's clear to me, and everybody can tell
It's Scott Burrell (He's my guy)
He's my man, and he's playing well
It's my guy Burrell (Talkin' bout my guy)

Only Burrell can make it happen
Now listen to me rappin'
Don't make me dish you out a slappin'
I wanna know who you crappin'

Sing it now

It's clear to me, and everybody can tell
It's all about Burrell (He's my guy)
Everybody knows, like a funky smell
It's Scott Burrell (He's my guy)
Going on with his bald head--it ain't hard to tell
It's my guy Burrell (Scott Burrell--he's my guy)