Leo Sayer
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Twas at the match for charity, I spotted Leo Sayer,
I think its safe to say he’d never make a decent player.
He wasn’t really any good, but didn’t really care,
Strolling round the field with his Kevin Keegan hair.
¶ 2
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But then deep in the second half, he suddenly broke free
And took a swing: the bobbling ball went in off Leo’s knee,
And when the celebrations and the silly walks were through,
He picked the ball out of the goal and sang
“When I kneed you.”
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