I'm tall, im short. I'm high, I'm low. You couldn't beat my reflexes if you tried. You won't see me coming. I'll already know where you're going. They call me Net Girl. I don't fish nor do I have a rack. Small bouncing balls are a joke. They call me Net Girl. I send the object flying towards you. You try to return it. But you won't be successful. They call me Net Girl. I'll block your hit. I'll dig your spike. They call me Net Girl. You think i'm a hero. Some kind of Supernatural. Maybe I'm a one man show. But you're wrong of course. I come from a line, a whole team of Net Girls.