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I collect the ball out on the wing
noise erupts crowd start to sing
i cut inside and beat my man
i'll score a goal if i can.
30 yards out what do i do
i see my team mate what a lovely one-two
20 yards out just the keeper to beat
i feel like the ball is stuck to my feet.
i pull back my right foot what a lovely shot
will the keeper get there i think not
i peel away and salute the fans
they chant my name and clap there hands.
1-0 up its nearly half time 45 munutes left and
that medals mine.
second half im stood in the box
weve got a free kick what a lovely cross
the balls whipped in i must get there first
what a powerfull header the nets nearly burst.
2-0 up 5 minutes to go
the tension mounts when will the ref blow
crowd starts to whistle the noise is immense
the sweat on my brow it's so intense.
whistle goes time is up
yes weve done it weve won the cup
i climb the steps one at a time
i reach the top that medals mine
i reach the cup its in my hands
i give it a kiss ans salute the fans
lap of honour its party all the way
its our day at wembley and you will never take
it away.
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