Oy Vey, Oy Vey My Son Is Gay!
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Oy Vey, Oy Vey my son is gay and can’t get in the team*
He worships David Beckham and that ubermensch Totti*
He goes to all the matches to worship and adore
His friends who all go with him know the offside law
At all gay clubs he goes to he makes converts to the game
Of pecs and necks so beautifull he worships without shame
His team of dreams he won’t tell me, he treats me like a stranger
But there’s a team he cannot stand that team is Queens Park Rangers!
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 *Oy Vey Yiddish for Oh Sorrow.
¶ 3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Ubermensch German /Yiddish for superman.
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