King of Kings
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The best footballers in Europe, among the best on Earth
Parade their stuff in Portugal, and show us what they’re worth.
Zidane, Henry and Figo, Raul and all the rest
Before the tournament begins, we argue who is best.
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Then on to the fields of Portugal, on to the world’s wide stage
Strides a likely lad from Liverpool, a youth of tender age
His speed, his grace, his amazing strength, as each skill is unfurled
They all become more evident to an awestruck watching world
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And soon the fans in Portugal, lovers of The Beautiful Game
Are calling him King of Football, and screaming out his name
Rooney, Rooney, Rooney, around the ground it rings
Rooney, Rooney, Rooney, football’s King of Kings.
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