Just Like Kane and Abel.
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The murky waters of the Thames did part
And Jose did come down
He said to Frankie Lampard
D’you wanna rule this town?
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D’you wanna be a champion
Or a wannabe?
You’d better make yer mind up son
If you go or stick with me!
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I’m not here for the scenery
Nor indeed the tea
I’ve come here to do wonders
At sacred CFC
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I’ll make John Terry skipper
A giant amongst men
He’s always bright and chipper
So then all we need is ten!
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A keeper will not be cheaper
So all we need’s a cheque
A lanky six foot geezer
By the name of Petr Cech!
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As time went on
Jose did come
His miracles to perform
So different to Highbury
Where bored fans stifle yawns
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The league points start to roll in
As we climb up the table
Another wondrous story’s told
Just like Kane and Abel!
¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 peace.
¶ 9 Leave a comment on verse 9 0 The pronunciation is correct as Mourinho our supremo does in fact speak cockney albeit with a Portuguese accent!
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