My loss\Zizou's Win

by RapMastaT   Mar 31, 2005


We are in the lead,
Beckhams sweat causing a bead,
Full time,
England fans chime,
Three added minutes!,
Watch us sweat,
It\'s a close bet,
There goes big Heskey,
He is easy,
He fouls,
The crowd howls,
One man destroys our hope,
I wish I had him in my scope,
He\'s bald,
And called...
Zizou,
Quite a coup,
I\'d rather get in a canoe,
Then Gerrard back passes,
You lads and lasses,
Henry runs on it,
His blue kit,
James crushes him,
He ain\'t no Tim,
Penalty in,
Zizou again!,
I\'m heartbroken,
At last awoken,
My pride lost,
That\'s the cost.

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