He’s Got a Pineapple on his Head
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O Jason Lee
come back to me
I miss your smiling face.
You’ve moved on though;
I miss you so,
come back to me our Jase.
The Nation mocked with cruel mirth
but Forest fans knew your true worth.
You were our favourite Supersub,
a loyal servant of the Club.
You signed the kiddies’ autographs,
you smiled, you gave us lots of laughs.
Now someone else sees all your gaffes,
come back to me O Jase.
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