Liverpool 1996
¶ 1
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I wish match day could be every day
with chips and lager too,
Walking down the Liverpool way
In all we say and do.
¶ 2
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Diving into the Solley
For a swift half,
Chatting about Colly
In my red scarf.
¶ 3
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Whatever the score
We’ll have lots of fun,
But when the crowd roar
Our red men will have won!
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