TURN AROUND
¶ 1
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NOT A DREAM FIXTURE BRIDLINGTON OF A TUESDAY NIGHT
ESPECIALY WHEN SNOW BLIGHTS YOUR EVERY LIGHT
BUT ON THE BUS WE GO AND AWAY FOR WHAT WHO KNOWS
AS THE WIND PICKS UP AND THE BAD WEATHER INWARD BLOWS
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I GUESS IM NOT ALONE IN MY FOOTBALL LOVES
I COULD OF DONE WITH THE KEEPERS GLOVES
ESPECIALY WHEN WE GOT THAT CALL
WE WERE OLY 10 MILES AWAY THATS ALL
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THE GAMES OFF SAID THE MAN ON THE END OF THE PHONE
O GOD I HEARD A SECRETARY MOAN
PITCH INSPECTIONS ARE REQUIRED TO PLAY A GAME
IT WASNT GOOD FOR OUR FOOTBALLING AIM
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WELL PLAY THEM AGAIN THIS TIME IN BETTER WEATHER
OR IN SOME SORT OF INSIDE COVER
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