I'd like
To sell Beckham to Milan
Or even to Real Madrid
A million complaints
But I can't help the fact
That everyone saw that scar
I'd like
A few million pounds or so
To get Ronaldihno here
But it's like no matter what I do
I can't convince Sven
That Becks would be good at Real
So I
Let loose
Throwing boots
Turn your back like you always do
Face away when I'm shouting at you
But I'll be here
With a steel-capped shoe
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Becks must go
He's not good anyway
Just turn your back on me
You're gonna play abroad
Your shirt's gone
To a Brazilian star
Just turn your back on me
You're gonna play abroad
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I am
Manager of the club
Manager of the team
I never had a doubt
That we're the best
So good we'll make you scream
I am
A red-faced shout-a-lot
I swear at journalists
Cause they don't understand
That if they confront me
I'm gonna knock them out
So I
Let loose
Throwing boots
Turn your back like you always do
Face away when I'm shouting at you
But I'll be here
With a steel-capped shoe
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Becks must go
He's not good anyway
Just turn your back on me
You're gonna play abroad
Your shirt's gone
To a Brazilian star
Just turn your back on me
You're gonna play abroad
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NO!
Turf you out now
You're going to Espana
Like or not
Right now!