3000 miles is a long way to go
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To be beaten by a dwarf in Mexico
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He was an aged cheat who didn't give a damn
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Couldn't use his head so used his hand
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They forgave the blind old sod
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And Maradona claimed it was the hand of God
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So out of the cup but what you expect
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From a poxy little country and a circus reject
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Argy-bargy
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hanky-panky
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naughty naughty
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handball
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The British boys in the Mexico sun
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Stood their ground a
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And HareDuke on the run
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Same old story you always start
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You not got the bottle and you ain't got a heart
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And where the English and we play it fair
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We lost the Cup but we don't care
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Everyone knows the final score
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But who won the Falklands war
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Two or one a final score
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Now on to the Falklands war
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Handball
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