Red Rover, Red Rover
Red Rover, Red Rover
Send that girl over.
That girl who runs through the two strongest boys
That girl who purposely gets caught to flirt with the boys
That girl who acts too mature for her age,
who only plays for the boys.
Red Rover, Red Rover
Send that boy over.
That boy who takes the game too seriously
That boy who screams up an opening and uses all their strength to break through
That boy who everyone is afraid of,
who only plays to win.
Red Rover, Red Rover
Send that quiet kid over.
That quiet kid who was pressured into playing
That quiet kid who is only used to even out the teams
That quiet kid who never talks but always listens,
who only wants to be left alone.
Red Rover, Red Rover
Send that average kid over.
That average kid who sometimes breaks it
That average kid who sometimes doesn’t make it
That average kid who plays for fun,
who only wants to make friends.
Red Rover, Red Rover
Send that “hotshot” over.
That “hotshot” who always finds a loophole
That “hotshot” who runs under or jumps over the linked arms
That “hotshot” who calls out the other cheaters,
who does everything to be right.
Who am I
In this game?
Well,
Red Rover, Red Rover
Send me right over…