Power high, power low
You could take 'em all to school
You could fly, wilt the stilt had nothing on you
Lambchops and afro-do, Milwaukee Bucks and a barbecue
33 just like you

Sweet Lew, how could you?
Sweet Lew, makin' me blue

A laker trade their bobby-d for a house, a guru by the sea
A little help from 32, showtime, and worthy
Those were the days, pre-investment spree

Sweet Lew, is it true?
Sweet Lew, how could you?

I grew up trying to copy you, Bruce Lee, and a kung-fu
Act a jazzman, yogi too
Little did I know, a loose screw
But you had your own shoe
Build him high, build him tall, a haiku with a basketball
Tear 'em down, one and all
7 foot 2 is a long way to fall
Sweet Lew, how's the view?
Sweet Lew, how could you?

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