Chelsea 2-2 Southampton
¶ 1
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We take a commanding lead
Ba & Hazard part of a winning breed
But the Saints regain their feet
Lambert and Puncheon cause us to bleat
¶ 2
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And so all around the ground
Saint’s celebrations are drowned
By a chorus of boos
The cause needs no clues….
¶ 3
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We all shout:
“Rafa OUT!”
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