It’s No Good Whining!
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It wasn’t a vintage performance
We were vin ordinaire in Bordeaux
So it ain’t no good whining this morning
It’s sour grapes to complain when it’s over.
¶ 2
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A full bodied home side were crisp in attack
Though fairly light in the eighteen box
Then a corker from Lampard set up Nicolas Anelka
As Laurent Blanc’s keeper slipped up.
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Our bottle went right near the finish
To leave the sour bitter taste of a draw
On peeved Londoners searching for Guinness
Before departing post haste for la port!
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