You can talk about Jose Mourinho While you sip on a cold capairinho But when all's said and done The true 'Special One' Can only be Beppe Sannino
You must keep a check every day, As the thread keeps slipping away. It's really absurd To expect a small bird To help keep Beppe in play!
Some think for this thread there's no reason But for Beppe we all know that he's an Unquenchable desire To lift spirits higher And carry us through the close season
Again Sannino was slipping Charlie,Canary and Theo were kipping You must stay awake Or Beppe's heart you will break This thread must be kept gripping
Who's spreading these terrible lies Not kipping but resting my eyes If Beppe drops low I'll try not to be slow Like the phoenix his thread will arise
The mistake it seems was all mine I confess I am not divine But Beppe's our saviour Not just last year's flavour He will soon give an almighty sign
You're right Leo, I'm sorry to say I've been slacking whilst being away Now that I'm back I'll keep it on track And our tribute to Beppe will stay
No transfers to write of today, And Slav has gone out to play, He went to Madrid, Out of Europe they slid, I wonder what Beppe would say?
Fez has saved the day once again It certainly wasn't in vain Beppe it does seem Rises just like cream And that's where he should remain
Sannino is gone; Joka is going Oh so much "to"ing and "fro"ing We're now in the Prem We need better men I wont be one doing "wo"ing
My my my Sannino Why why why Jokino I could see, that salary was no good for me So I was lost like a slave to WFC...... My my my Jokino Why why why Jokino So before Gino comes to offer you some more Man up Jokino or we'll be showing you the door
Down, down, deeper and down, I want all the world to see To see you're laughing And you're laughing at me, So get me higher, higher and higher.
A rival to Beppe is Yorkie? How silly is that sort of talkie In whatever test Beppe's the best and that is just not a porkie
HHTFC1 Tis a very good deed that you've done You bumped up the thread It's nowhere near dead It's still got a long way to run...
It was bumping along on the floor and was heading right out of the door But HHTFC1 you son of a gun you sure can come back for more
Stanmore baby, worthless maybe, a conman in this land Empty eyed, pirate smile, you'll ruin a football club Bassini, you must have seen him dancing in the sand And now he's in there, always with us, tubby chancer ready to blub Watford freaks out in the street Handing tickets out for the match Turning back he just laughs A prison cell’s not that bad Worthless man he takes a grand In the court room Looking on he sings a song The lie he knows is the tune he hums From Lord Ashcroft it was such a steal Lying here when no one hears Only you and you can hear We don’t believe you anymore We’ll keep you close. You tubby chancer Count the safe keys on the office Put you away behind bars of iron You had a busy day today We’ll keep you close. You tubby chancer Count the safe keys in the office Put you away behind bars of iron You had a busy day today Stanmore baby, worthless maybe, a conman in this land Empty eyed, pirate smile, you'll ruin a football club Bassini, you must have seen him dancing in the sand And now he's in there, always with us, tubby chancer ready to blub Russo brothers want a feel Planning here without a fear Only you and you should fear them When I say they’ll get you We’ll keep you close. You tubby chancer Count the safe keys in the office Put you away behind bars of iron You had a busy day today We’ll keep you close. You tubby chancer Count the safe keys on the office Put you away behind bars of iron You had a busy day today Thanks go for Sir Elton and Bernie Taupin for the idea
