IF,YOU GOTTA GO…..GO NOW.
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He was rather subdued when he spoke to the press
Mumbled his words with the odd no or yes.
His plans for the future
He kept close to his chest.
Glanced at his advisors
And said they know best.
Now that’s quite enough questions
His agent stepped in
Leave the lad be, his heads in a spin.
You shall all be informed
When we feel the times right
So thank you all gentlemen
And may we wish you goodnight.
But if you fancy a flutter
To make a few quid
The odds are not good but get on Madrid.
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