Michael came indoors from work
Then stopped dead in his tracks
All of his cd’s were gone
The Doors to Fleetwood Mac!
A note pinned on the mirror
Caused yer man to cry
His wife had gone and left him
Au revior, ciao, ciao, bye, bye!
” Michael you’re a lovely man
Held high in my esteem
But I’ve another lover now
The England ladies football team ”
Michael couldn’t believe it
She never liked ‘ the game ‘
When he dragged her off to Highbury
Then sometimes to White Hart Lane!
‘ My passion for the beautiful game
Has almost left me skint
Not all the girls who play it
Are like Rachel Heyho-Flint’!*
‘I’m going to sell yer cd’s
Yer records and yer books
To follow game with beautiful name
Is how my future looks’
To have lost his wife to another man
Would have made it hard to part
But a wife whose aim, was to follow ‘ the game’
Caused…… no sadness in his heart !