Fat bloke from Carlisle
plays the game with a smile
He's not very quick, and he'll never be a brand
But you can't stop him doing
What he wants to be doing
How he does what he does, I'm not sure I understand
Oh Holty, O-o-oh Holty
You mean so much to me
You flippin' beauty
Oh what a man
Our captain, our leader
who bleeds green and yellow
With an eye for a goal, and the skills for a pass
England consider
this talisman figure
Cos like him or love him, the fat bloke is pure class
(repeat chorus)
And he's big and he's strong and he makes Colin bitter
All these Prem goals for an ex tyre fitter
And he never takes grief cos he's brave and he's hard
And we can forgive him the odd yellow card
Cos he's Holty
(repeat chorus)
Posted By: Sugbad The Bad, Apr 13, 22:02:31
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