England! England! England! England! England! England! England are off to Brazil Cos they beat the Poles at Wembley 2 to nil For-Get the Past And Show Your Class! Roys Boys still can WIN! So Bring it
England! – England!- England! – England! England are on their way to France Cos Roy Hodgson thinks they have a chance Forget the past, and show your class Roy's boy's still can win…………...
It's all up now, The day is gone, The evening sun's shadows following me, The weather's warm, It took so long To be lonely now and all surrounded, But Killkee hasn't changed, For the warm west winds b
Bring the boys back home Bring the boys back home Don't leave the children on their own, no, no Bring the boys back home "Wrong, do it again" "Wrong, do it again" "Wrong, do it again" "Time to go" "W
(Give it up, to give it up) You know what's on my mind (Give it up, to give it up, girl) You've been wastin' too much time You know you got what I want You come on, you're 'bout to blow my mind (Can
Just like you, I was born alone I'm like you but I'm unknown I stand here gutted, talking to myself England is in my bones Windows broken at my home Dela says there's something I stole Bring m
Oh England my Lionheart I'm in your garden fading fast in your arms The soldiers soften, the war is over The air raid shelters are blooming clover Flapping umbrellas fill the lanes My London Bridge in
Take it, you can have it What I got, baby, I can't hold If you find the secret Tell me how to build the mold And I can't handle your problems Don't try to handle mine Get yourself a shotgun, a pocket
Sleep baby, sleep Lose yesterday's blues When you're ready for morning Have I got news Our ship's in the harbor The street's turning gold Whatever you're dreaming, It's no longer on hold Dream baby,
Boston to Southshore on the back of the bus It's the last winter storm of the season and such I am lost to the fiction of the book in my lap The snow makes me drowsy while the dreams roll and tumble
(What's that Skipper?) (I wish I can bring a giant bottle of shampoo on my carry on) (Uh! – 3oz) (Jumbo size!) (But we don't even use shampoo) (Well a Penguin can dream, can we?) We'll go, underneat
Yeah, F A B O L O U S C'mon, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah, c'mon (If I take you home, will you still be my thug baby?) You gotta love the way this playa be minglin' If you don't tell yo man mama, I ain't
Yeah, F-A, B-O, L-O, U-S C'mon, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, yeah, yeah, c'mon (If I take you home, will you still be my thug baby) You gotta love the way this playa be minglin If you don't tell yo man mama,
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