Puck That: Ovechkin's Anthem

Lyrics

[Verse]
Puck drop, snipe top shelf with precision,
Alexander the Great, he’s got that vision.
Wrist shots lethal, slapshots absurd,
Defenders get frozen, not a single word.

[Chorus]
Sydney, Sydney, his name should be Cindy,
Soft on the ice, he's skating in whimsy.
Ovi stacks records while Sid plays friendly,
The Russian rocket, goals stacked aplenty.

[Verse 2]
Every crease he touches becomes a warzone,
Body checks hit harder than a cyclone.
Power play king, stick in the zone,
Net lightin' up, claimin' the throne.

[Chorus]
Sydney, Sydney, his name should be Cindy,
Stuck in the box, his moves so windy.
Compared to Ovi, your legacy flimsy,
One shoots missiles, you throwing Frisbees.

[Bridge]
Red jerseys roar, D.C. ignites,
Capitals blood runs deep in the fights.
From the blue line, puck's taking flight,
Helmet off, ready—big man strikes.

[Chorus]
Sydney, Sydney, his name should be Cindy,
Ovi ain't polite, he's vicious and gritty.
Goals raining down while his stats get skinny,
Canadian charm can't outlast this city.