Through the Eyes of Kobe

Stopping By Phoenix on a Sunny Day

Whose trophy this is I think I know
They wear white in the Valley though;
We will not phase them playing here
As they cream us 4 and O.

My little team must think it queer
To stop with Nash, Marion and an Eddiehouse near.
Between a cactus and dried-up lake
The highest-scoring team of the year.

Diaw gives Raja's bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
"We must decrease the head of Kobe
Before we play Duncan and Ginobili."

The only outcome is a sweep;
at least my deal's the size of Moby.

Arizona girls are lovely, tan and deep.
But I have a reputation to keep
And miles to go before I weep,
And miles to go before I weep.

-Kobe