Song for Gu(e)y(e)

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Grown men have expended mental energy on this.... Me too :)

Woke up this mornin, smiled at the rising sun,
The Liver bird on my doorstep
We are gonna win trophies, with Big Ron Koe-ooo-man
This is our message to you-hoo-hoo

Don't worry, about a thing, coz
Everton's got, Idrissa Gana Gueye
Singing don't worry, about a thing, coz
Everton's got, Idrissa Gana Gueye

Tune of 3 Little Birds, Bob Marley
 

Nothing you could say could tear me away from my gueye,
(My guy)
Nothing you could do 'cause I'm stuck like glue to my gueye.
(My guy)
I'm sticking to my gueye like a stamp to a letter,
Like birds of a feather we stick together,
I'm tellin' you from the start I can't be torn apart from my gueye.
Nothing you could do could make me untrue to my guy,
(My guy)
Nothing you could buy could make me tell a lie to my gueye.
(My guy)
I gave my gueye my word of honor to be faithful, and I'm gonna,
You best be believing I won't be deceiving my gueye.
As a matter of opinion I think he's tops,
My opinion is he's the cream of the crop;
As a matter of taste to be exact he's my ideal as a matter of fact.
No muscle-bound man could take my hand from my gueye.
(My gueye)
No handsome…
 

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