The winning feeling
¶ 1
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My girlfriend’s red setter
Inspires me to grin.
When I went to pet her
She near broke my chin
But what could be better
Than seeing your team win?
¶ 2
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I painted my ceiling
With brandy and port.
Therapeutically healing,
I did it for sport
But there just ain’t no feeling
Like vict’ry hard fought.
¶ 3
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When the Lord God grins, baby,
I’m up on cloud nine.
It feels all my sins, baby
Are not really mine.
But when my team wins, baby,
Oh Lord it’s divine.
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