Does too. (the way I say it
)
You can do it like a rap: get a groove going, four strong beats in the bar, snap your fingers in time with your beat, then say:
As I went down Old Trafford way
I thought I heard the people say
This team of ours, it's not much cop
Doesn't Fergie know when it's time to stop?
He's past it by a good few years
What he's doing now, bound to end in tears
The future of our game's at City
Kevin's there, and he's sitting pretty
Third in the League and only just begun
Like the seventh son of a seventh son
Fortune smiles on Kevin's boys
One jew, one arab, and...nine goys
And the food there's better than Old Trafford pap
Got to hand it to Kevin, he's quite a chap
Stadium, team, and catering too
The team of the future is the team in blue
Black * pudding, ** sweet breads
Up with the Blues, down with the Reds