Tough goin for Owen!
¶ 1
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He don’t know what he’s doing he hasn’t got a clue
He maybe Mr Bolton and a wanderer through and through
His team selection baffles and leaves us all in doubt
We see the same old rubbish week in week out
¶ 2
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As you listen to his interviews he seldom does disclose
About the team selection and the players that he chose
He plays a centre half in a central midfield role
And I wouldn’t be too surprised if he plays himself in goal
¶ 3
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Owen you’ve lost the plot it’s time for you to leave
You have played your final joker and there’s nothing up your sleeve
You came to Bolton Wanderers as our saviour and Messiah
Your interviews are hilarious and your signings are utter dire
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