I don't drink coffee, I drink beer my dear,
Man United
We went to Barcelona in a fine day in May,
And
Busby Babes they always made me cry
Thinkin' 'bout the teams
We`ll drink a drink a drink
To Eric the King the
Forty-three years ago,
A team lay in the snow,
Battered and bloodied
Preston won the double,
Then Villa did it too,
Liverpool and Tottenham,
And
SPS, kiss my arse I'll keep standing,
SPS, your IQ is
They sing about Munich,
They scream and they shout,
They talk about
Oh-Aye, the Reds will never die,
As Keano lifts those three
We hate Nottingham Forest,
We hate Liverpool too (and Leicester),
We hate
Who put the ball in the Inter-net?
Who put the ball
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