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Drinking at home with Brian, steamed up on German beer
I’ve got a hoarde of City pals and you have got the gear,
He sent a text, all full of thrill, the details rudimentary
“Myself and the small brother are goin’ to shoot a documentary”
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Pat sent out some questions on a list that was extensive
Deccie, Colm, Ian too, these pin-ups are expensive.
Cost was not the issue, this doc needs only Citys best
He even dragged some players in, in case they did protest
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Match night, Pat went crazy, filming everything that moved,
The magic plastic pass he had, got him into the “Tea Room”,
John Creedon and Ken Tobin, despite their agents, spoke to Pat
Noelle was doing her Trojan job but still found time for chat
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Skippy talked at length of every time he pulled the trigger
Pat then went down upon one knee to have a chat with Digger
Next port of call was Moses gaff, his tales were getting hotter
He wore his cape and hat declaring love for Cormac Cotter
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My very own cameo came, one Sunday, TCT
I bared my soul and told the world what City means to me
I dusted off my scrapbook and recounted tales aplenty
The recital of my “Doin’ Prague”, was worth the euro twenty
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As the epic gathered motion, the names got even bigger
Agents on the phone to Pat, chasing a slot with vigour.
Dunnocks acting prima donna, requests a bigger trailer
When he saw the dancers Pat had got he needed his inhaler.
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Damien, Ronie, Kev and Ray, remembered way back when
Then Paul burst in and told the world “I adore eleven men”.
Their 20 hours of filming will need a few reductions
Pat & Brian, super stuff, well done Culchie Productions.