The Hypocrisy of Football “Fans”
¶ 1
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Ah don’t worry if he’s on the lash
He’ll sober up the day of the match
So he likes a snort of something fine
I bet he makes the game on time
He’ll score the winning goal for us
We’ll beat them square and win the cup
Oh no we lost he missed the goal
Girls, Booze and Drugs, HE MUST BE SOLD.
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