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Gorgeous, aka Dave Murphy
To the Tune of the famous Kop Anthem "Scouser Tommy"
Poor Scouser Davie
Let me tell you of Dave Murphy
Who was sent far away from his home
To sell kit for his friends and his landlords
And also his old folks back home
With no jobs and money on the Wirral
Sent him off to a far southern land
Where the bonuses are paid in their thousands
And his touch was as golden as sand
In a battle that started next quarter, not the
one you would fight with a gun
I remember that poor Scouser Davie
Who always won that trip to the sun
As he lay on the deckchair frying frying frying
With the beer sweating out of this head
As he lay on the deckchair frying frying frying
These were the first words he said
Oh I am a Hypochondriac
And I come from the Bebington
I like to drink, I like to sleep
I use Night Nurse quite a lot (every day)
I ride a bike, its called a Trek
A name that we all know
Am riding on it for four days
And to Paris we will go
They call me “gorj”
But its not true
But whats there in a name
Cake Boy, Devil, Jab and Butt
Are riding just the same
We will raise some cash
We’ll have some fun
But this game is no lark
Need to train and need to rest or
we will get there in the dark
So sponsor us, we need the funds
To buy ourselves hot toddies
Or is it true and pain is just as
Weakness leaves our bodies
Please sponsor me: www.action.org.uk/~toudavid
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