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My Friend Stan

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 My friend Stan needs to make a new plan
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
He tells me he’s been fired and’s no longer required
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
And from the way you blacked his eye,
Oh Eamonn, you’re the reason why,
And from the day he walked on by
You’ve been gunning for him
Really gunning for him.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 My friend Bobby says he needs a new hobby,
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
Because he’s lost his job and he needs a few bob,
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
And from the way he seemed to cry,
Oh Eamonn, you’re the reason why,
And from the way his smile was wry,
Its not bothering him,
No, not bothering him.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 My friend John says he’s sorry Stan’s gone
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
He says he’s wished Stan well but it all went to hell,
Oh yeah, ah-hah.
And from the way he said goodbye,
Its clear that Stan’s hung out to dry,
And from the way he fixed his tie,
He’s abandoning him,
He’s abandoning him,
He’s abandoning him,
He’s abandoning him
Oh yeah.

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Notes

Slayed by the media for a lacklustre Euro 2008 campaign (notwithstanding the fact that we’ve only ever qualified once for the competition, and that by a fluke twenty years ago), Stephen “Stan” Staunton has been relieved of his duties 2 years into a 4 year contract. Another notch on Eamonn Dunphy’s gun.

Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/my-friend-stan/