Count on Joe.
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Good morning gentlemen of the press
Gather around lads in front of my desk
Things are quiet so I’ll keep it brief
No more swearing so that’s a relief.
So take your fingers off your bleepers
And my language I’ll try to curtail
But there’s a swear box on the table
Just in case I fail.
And when I have gone and they empty it
No doubt I will have raised the fee
For the new owners to contact Liverpool
And make a bid for Stevie G.
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