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Roamer
McCLAREN'S RHAPSODY Is this the real life / Or is this just fantasy? / Caught in mid table / I still draw my salary / Open your eyes / Look up to the skies and see / I'm just a number two, I need your sympathy / Because I'm not that bright, a little slow / So few highs, lots of lows / Anyway the ref blows, doesn't really matter to me / To me / Mama, I got the job, / Got Max Clifford on the team / Got my teeth done, don't they gleam! / Mama, life had just begun, / Blame Becks! He's gone and thrown it all away / Barwick, oooh, / Nice of you to give it a try / But if we've been beat this time tomorrow / I'll carry on, carry on, cause nothing really matters / Too late, my time has come / Sent shivers down my spine / Israel scored in extra time / Goodbye everybody I've got to go / Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth / Mama ooo - (any way the ref blows) / I don't want to die, / I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all - and I may not be alone / I see a little silhouetto of a man, / Benayoun, Benayoun please don't do the fandango / Problems on the left wing - very very frightening to me / JT and Rio, JT and Rio, / JT and Rio, JT and Rio / JT and Rio, Micah magnifico / But I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me / He's just a useless fool, not even a number three / Spare us the pain of this rank incompetency / Easy come easy go, please oh please, will you go / Barwick! No we will not make him go make him go! / Brooking! No we will not make him go make him go! / BECKHAM! I'd like to make him go! Go on then / Will not let you go - let me go / Will not let you go - let me go / Mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go / Barwick has a bonus put aside for me, for me, for me / Nothing really matters / Anyone can see / Nothing really matters,nothing really matters but my salary / Any way the ref blows.... nothing to do with me.
Kev:shades_smile:
Kev:shades_smile:
