Shufflin' Sheldon Used to play ball. A hometown legend, They watched him rise and fall. He used to run like the wind Til' he blew out a knee. Now he's down to a crawl, It's painful to see. But he's still got steel in his spine, Rage in his chest. The game took his legs, But it can't take the rest... Down at the club, When Sheldon shuffles in, He loads up the jukebox, A new game begins... Huddle up! A new play has been called! Shufflin' Sheldon's in the game. Step, Shuffle, Stomp! He's dancin' through the flames! Dust on his boots, Grit in his grin. Sheldon ain’t limpin’, He’s still locked in. The heat’s sticky sweet, But when Sheldon's on the floor, His moves are the fuel, The crowd begs for more... Step… shuffle… stomp. Name etched in time. Scarred and broken, Shufflin' Sheldon still shines!
