Draw the Line At A Replay
¶ 1
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FA Cup Fourth Round
Blackpool 1 : Norwich City 1
¶ 2
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Daggers were drawn
To fight for the prize
Draw the curtains
Avert your eyes
We were ready to draw blood
But it was a sketchy performance
– No pens
So we’re still in the hat
The only drawback
Is that we drew a blank
¶ 3
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Now the Tangerines are travelling down
With sand and hope in their boots
To visit the fine City of Norwich
Where Sunday best is birthday suits
¶ 4
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So what are we known for round here?
Well, the shoe factories are all but gone
We make mustard and Lotus cars
And Turkey Twizzlers, though we’re not fond
¶ 5
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May the best team win and all that jazz
If Blackpool win, it won’t be a shock
Delia will provide the rolls
As long as Blackpool remember the rock
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