Mr v Mrs
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Dad and me watched the game on TV
Eating beans and mash
He’s short of cash
But says he won’t run out of love for me
¶ 2
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Dad and me were number one fans
Sang till our throats were dry
We’d buy a programme, drink and a pie
Life was busy making other plans
¶ 3
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Dad and me don’t do matchdays now
We used to go home and away
Now that he’s signed by the CSA
Weekends kick off with a row
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