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Cristiano Ronaldo

Ole Gunnar Solskjaer

(Melodi: You are my sunshine)
You are my Solskjaer,
My Ole Solskjaer,
You make me happy,
When skies are grey,
And Alan Shearer,
Was fucking dearer,
So please don't take my Solskjaer away.

(Melodi: Skip to my lou)
Who put the ball in the Germans' net,
Who put the ball in the Germans' net,
Who put the ball in the Germans' net,
Ole Gunnar Solskjaer.

Who put the ball in the Scousers' net,
Who put the ball in the Scousers' net,
Who put the ball in the Scousers' net,
Ole Gunnar Solskjaer.

(Melodi: Ole, ole, ole)
Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole, Ole...

Roy Keane

(Melodi: My old man’s a dustman)
Oh Keano's fucking magic,
He wears the magic hat,
And when he saw Old Trafford,
He said I fancy that,
He didn't sign for Arsenal,
Or Blackburn cause they're shite,
He signed for Man United,
Cause they're fucking dynamite.

Oh Keano's fucking magic,
He wears the magic hat,
And when he saw McCarthy,
He said you fucking twat,
You’ve only played for Millwall,
And City cause you're shite,
I’d played for Man United,
Cause I’m fucking dynamite.

(Melodi: Hey jude)
La, la, la, la la la la,
La la la la, Keano...

(Melodi: Blue moon)
Keano,
There’s only one Keano,
There’s only one Keano,
Keano...

Eric Cantona

(Melodi: Lily the Pink)
We'll drink, a drink, a drink,
to Eric the King, the King, the King,
He's the leader of our football team,
He's the greatest centre-forward,
That the world has ever seen.

Eric the King is, remarkably trendy,
He's done some modelling around town,
Wearing the best suits, up on the catwalk,
While the Leeds fans they just frown.

He once played for Marseille, but never for Arsenal,
Or Liverpool or even Man City,
Landed in Yorkshire, a terrible blunder,
That was nine months with the sheep.

On the feild, it's almost unreal,
Some of the things that Eric does,
Superb overhead kicks, remarkable back-flicks,
I'm sure the guy just takes the piss.

He had a brief spell, there with the Leeds lot,
Until he realised they were has-beens,
Only one way now, for Eric to go now,
To the Theatre of our Dreams.

(Melodi: Marseillaisen)
What a friend we have in Jesus,
He's our saviour from afar,
What a friend we have in Jesus,
And His name is Cantona.
Oh ah Cantona,
Oh ah Cantona,
Oh ah, oh ah,
Oh ah Cantona,
Oh ah Cantona.

(Melodi: Twelve days of Christmas)
On the twelth day of Christmas my truelove sent to me,
Twelve Cantonas,
Eleven Cantonas,
Ten Cantonas,
Nine Cantonas,
Eight Cantonas,
Seven Cantonas,
Six Cantonas,
Fiive Caantoonaas,
Four Cantonas,
Three Cantonas,
Two Cantonas,
And an Eric Cantona.

Ruud van Nistelrooy

(Melodi: Brown girl in the ring)
Ruud van Nistelrooy tra la la la la,
Ruud van Nislelrooy tra la la la la la,
Ruud van Nistelrooy tra la la la la,
He shoots like a bullet from a gun.

(Melodi: råbes)
Ruud, Ruud, Ruud, Ruud...

Jaap Stam

(Melodi: ukendt)
Yip Jaap Stam is a big dutchman,
Get past him if you fucking can,
Try a little trick,
And he'll make you look a dick,
Yip Jaap, Jaap Stam.

Nicky Butt

(Melodi: Baby give it up)
Nicky, Nicky Butt, Nicky Butt,
Nicky, Nicky Butt,
Na na na na na na na na na,
Nicky, Nicky Butt, Nicky Butt,
Nicky, Nicky Butt...

(Melodi: Let’s go fucking mental)
La la la la,
La la la la,
Nicky Butt, Butt, Butt,
Nicky Butt, Butt, Butt...

Diego Forlan

(Melodi: Volare)
Diego ooh ååh,
Diego ooh ååh,
He came from Uruguay,
And made the Scousers cry

Juan Sebastian Veron

(Melodi: Seasons in the sun)
We had joy,
We had fun,
Juan Sebastian Veron,
He's got style, but no hair,
He's an Argy, we don't care.
We had joy,
We had fun,
Juan Sebastian Veron,
And the joy will never end,
Cause Juan will skin them once again.

Henrik “Henke” Larsson

(Melodi: ukendt)
His name is henrik larson,
He's a swedish goal machine,
He used to play for Celtic,
But he doesn't know Roy Keane,
He played for Barcalona too,
And has a baldy head,
But we don't give a fuck,
Because the guy is now a red,
Tra la la la it's Henrik Larsson,
La la la la la la la la la,
Tra la la la It's Henrik Larson.
La la la la la la la la la.

Andy Cole

(Melodi: It’s a holi-holiday)
Andy Cole, Andy Cole,
Andy, Andy Cole,
When he gets the ball he will score a goal,
Andy, Andy Cole.

(Melodi: Swing low, sweet chariot)
Swing low, sweet Andy Cole,
Coming for to score us a goal,
Swing low, sweet Andy Cole,
Coming for to score us a goal.

David May

(Melodi: Jesus christ superstar)
David May, superstar,
Got more medals than Shearer.

Brian McClair

(Melodi: ukendt)
He’s here, he’s there,
He’s every fucking where,
Brian McClair, Brian McClair.

George Best

(Melodi: Yellow submarine)
And number one was Georgie Best,
And number two was Georgie Best,
And number three was Georgie Best,
And number four was Georgie Best,
And number five was Georgie Best,
And number six was Georgie Best,
And number seven was Georgie Best,
And number eight was Georgie Best,
And number nine was Georgie Best,
And number ten was Georgie Best,
And number eleven was Georgie Best,
And number twelve was Georgie Best.
We all live in a Georgie Best world,
A Georgie Best world,
A Georgie Best world,
We all live in a Georgie Best world,
A Georgie Best world,
A Georgie Best world.