Too old for Football, Too young for Bowls
¶ 1
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The joints have turned to putty
Me arse hangs out me shorts
I’m now too fat to run around
Can’t hack it anymore!
¶ 2
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I’m out of breath and gasping
The warm up does me in
I’m stood there sweating like a pig
Before the game begins!
¶ 3
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Me stomach’s gone to jelly
I’ve a barrel not 6 pack
I’ve all the moves here in me head
But I end up on me back!
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Me tackles late as buses
And me pace is stop stop slow
I’m deemed too old for footie yet
I’m far too young for bowls!
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