What’s Up Doc ?
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He’s always feeling sick
got pains in his head,
constantly on edge
nerves torn to a shred.
His hair much greyer
face ashen and pale,
he’s smoking again
drinking too much ale.
He can’t get to sleep
paces up and down,
when looking in the mirror
he sees a miserable frown.
What’s wrong with him
is he slowly going mad ?
he just longs to be happy
but instead he’s so sad.
The doctor says relax
he knows what’s wrong,
you’ve been supporting Coventry City
for far too bloody long !
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