Lyrics: Isabella Nolfi-Escobar
Music: Isabella Nolfi-Escobar/Gregg Wattenberg
We’re going into extra time
Feeling all the pressure
Gotta get into it
Get into it
Get myself together
So I can feel I can feel
Light just like a feather
In the wind
I gotta feeling that it’s going down
I hear the crowd and their getting real loud
You talk a big game
When you open that mouth
So chew into it
Chew into it right now
If you
If you’re such a hotshot
Talking all that big talk
Then maybe
We should go
Take it all
Down in extra time
And if you
If you’re such a tough guy
Running from the sidelines
Then maybe
We could go
Take it all
Down in extra time
Hot shot
Hot shot
Oh, whoa
Hot shot
Hot shot
Oh, whoa
Hot shot
Hot shot
Oh, whoa, oh oh oh oh oh
Give me that extra time (won't you give me)
Give me that extra time (won't you give me)
Give me that extra time (won't you give me)
Give me that extra time (that extra, extra, extra time)
If you
If you’re such a hotshot
Talking all that big talk
Then maybe
We should go
Take it all
Down in extra time
And if you
If you’re such a hotshot
Running from the sidelines
Then maybe
We could go
Take it all
Down in extra time
Hot shot
Hot shot
Oh, whoa
Hot shot
Hot shot
Oh, whoa
Hot shot
Hot shot
Oh, whoa, oh oh oh oh oh