Only Fools and Harrys
Stick a few grand in me pocket,
I’ll fetch the fullback from Milan,
Cos if you want the best ’uns,
But you don’t ask questions,
Then brother, I’m your man-ager.
’Cos where it all goes to is a mystery,
It’s like the transfer window season,
And the owner of Chelsea.
But here’s the one that’s drivin’ me beserk,
Why don't effing lazy Scousers work?
La-lala-la-la la-lala-lala-la
La-lala-la-la la-lala-lala-la.
Closing lyrics:
I’ve got some half-price Peter Crouch
And how about some Ferdinand,
Jamie, Defoe, and David Beckham splash on,
Ball players, Joe Cole, whassa-names, and at a push,
Some Trevor Francis look-a-like or maybe another Ian Rush,
Rush, Rush, Rush, Rush, Rush, Rush, Rush….
No income tax, no V.A.T.
No money back, no guarantee,
Black or white, rich or poor,
You pay five & I'll keep four.
God bless Fratton Park,
Viva Fratton Park,
Long live Fratton Park,
C’est magnifique, Fratton Park,
Magnifique, Fratton Park,
Fratton Park — Fratton Park — Fratton Park
c. ToffeeDan Pastiches 2012