Kings Road chic changed the boy!
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The Kings Road boutiques greet you
with passionate red
A far cry from the days
When the family struggled for bread
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Spare some nicker guvnor
For your old man if you please!
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I used to be the elderly chap
Who happened to be your first coach
Bearer of the brunt of all hardship
Until the Francs came looking to poach
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Spare lady Godiva guvnor
For your old man if you please!
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Ewutu Bwajiase’s proudest son
You’ve now gone on to become
All the trappings of prosperity
Now you’re greeted by a bongo drum
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Spare a tenner guvnor
For your old man if you please!
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A dream to see my boy play
What a proud man I’d be
It’s a tad difficult though
When you live of fiddy pee
¶ 8
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Spare a score guvnor
For your old man if you please!
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Whilst you prance around with royalty
I live off a half noble
Sovereigns are your associates
As an icon you’ve gone global
¶ 10
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Spare pony guvnor
For your old man if you please!
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And for your better half you indulge
House, car, splendid boudoir
Your future is assured
As sure as the night is noir
¶ 12
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Spare half a ton guvnor
For your old man if you please!
¶ 13
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I tried my best son
Got you that scholarship
Liberty and Bastia took the gauntlet
Bestowing the tools to equip
¶ 14
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Spare a ton guvnor
For your old man if you please!
¶ 15
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Your siblings and folks are so proud of you
The Ghana cap my victory cigar
Illuminated the village of Odoben
The day you became a black star
¶ 16
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Spare monkey guvnor
For your old man if you please!
¶ 17
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I don’t know who to turn to
The hollow pain I suppress
Your titanic success has left me
Destitute and penniless
¶ 18
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Spare a grand guvnor
For your old man if you please!
¶ 19
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Spare some crust grand guvnor
For your old man if you please!
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Spare some readies guvnor
For your old man if you please!
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Spare some Wonga guvnor
For your old man if you please!
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