How can I persuade him?
¶ 1
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I’ll have to tell a big fat lie
And then deny him Sky
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Other teams aren’t there son
Blundell Park’s were you have fun
The others a temporary eleven
Only there for our possible heaven
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Do you think he’ll believe me?
That the only team is Grimsby?
Or will he seek out the likes of Henry?
Is it inevitable eventually?
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But I’ll show him black and white
And hope it won’t be a fight
To get him there on a Saturday afternoon
And hope it won’t be too soon
When he asks: “What’s an Anfield Dad?”
And I’ll reply: “Just a dream my lad.”
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