As the end of the season rolls in
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I hate it when we’re down to the last few games
A handful of chances a bootful of dreams
And a trophy room full of hopes,
Missed chances, maybe’s, should’ve beens
Well, its not quite over yet
Still two Euro games and maybe three
But the season’s end is still so near
Lost Saturday’s beckon
I’m off the rollercoaster
Loving it’s highs and cursing it’s downs
But still its the best ride in the football park.
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