Stevie G Goode!
¶ 1
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On the Kop at Anfield when the clock strikes 3
You will find us standin’ there me mates and me
There’s a lad a local hero and boy he’ll rock the park
Scorin’ goals for fun like he’s havin’ a larf
He can lob and drill and volley use his head as well
And he can kick a ball like a ringin’ a bell!
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Go Go Go Stevie Go Go!
Go Stevie Go Go!
Go Stevie Go Go!
Go Stevie GO Go Stevie G Goode!
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In his boots he packs a fire and it never goes out
Anfield starts a rockin’ and you’ll hear the Redmen shout
“Give the ball to Stevie!” and then the Kopites roar
Pass and move the “Huyton Hammer” leaves ’em on the floor!
Born and bred a Scouser it’s the Liverpool Way
Oh my that Spion Son we love to watch him play!
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Go Go Go Stevie Go Go!
Go Stevie Go Go!
Go Stevie Go Go!
Go Stevie GO Go Stevie G Goode!
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His mother told him “someday you will be a man
You will be the leader of the Redmen then
Many people comin’ from miles around
Will watch you play your footie ’til the sun go down
Singin: “Stevie G Goode tonight!”
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Go Go Go Stevie Go Go!
Go Stevie Go Go!
Go Stevie Go Go!
Go Stevie GO Go Stevie G Goode!
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