I thought it was about time we had a little tribute to our new versatile star from Sweden. And I think it’s also about time we had a four-goal burst against a weaker team. So here’s the Andrews Sisters (remember them?!) to serenade the talents of Kulusevski. Your presence is requested, by those in blue and white, But with this invitation, there is a stipulation: When you attend this party, you'll all be treated right, But there's a suave and Swedish guy you boys just must invite: You can bring Dier, when his game’s on fire, But please bring Kulu! Just forget Rose (as the saying goes) But please bring Kulu! Kulu will contrive to do What defenders hate him to! [While he struts his stuff around, Richárlison is falling down!] You can bring Kane if he scores again, But please bring Kulu! Kulu gets through in white and blue - Sing his name up on the Shelf! - He's the kind of Swede who Plays the way that we do, Whatever you do do, please bring Kulu, He’ll win by himself! Last week we had a tough game, a real high-toned affair, And then along came Kulu, wild as any Zulu. He started in to slalom, with his ginger hair, And when he did the dummy, lumme! Full-backs kicked the air! You can pick Son, with his white boots on, But please bring Kulu! You can pick Gil, if he takes a pill, But please bring Kulu! Kulu has the reddest hair, Auburn here and thinner there. How can oppos keep their heads? Teams go wild when they see red! You can bring Yves though he’s on his knees, But please bring Kulu! Defenders get sore when they hit the floor At our Swedish, ginger elf! He can make a feller Turn a shade of yeller Whatever you do do, please bring Kulu, He'll score by himself! You can bring Djed with his dread-locked head, But please bring Kulu! Kulu goes wild, like a gifted child, The hero of the Shelf! He can make a keeper become a broken weeper! Forget all that, you don’t bring Kulu, I'll bring him myself! Prediction: Spurs 4 Fulham 0 Scorers: Kulusevski 2, Son, Richarlison Cheers, Spurf!
