Lyrics:
your town Pound for pound Physically there or by my sound From manchester m15 Liverpool toxteth to aintree Next stop busy in birmingham London, cardiff
Thank you very much for the Aintree Iron, thank you very much, thank you very very very much Thank you very much for the Aintree Iron, thank
And the Stretford End singing "More! Bestie! More!" Where are you now George? In a boutique down Carnaby Street? Or gambling on the horses at an Aintree meet? Oh
Won't be racing again at aintree He'll get away, get away, Get away, get away, He must o' been livin' in dreamland Now he's never on, never on, Never on,
be, won't be, Won't be racing again at aintree He'll get away, get away, Get away, get away, He must o' been livin' in dreamland Now he's never on,
I been thinking bout you baby all day when I get home you in your Laundry i'm a take you out of your laundry and eat that pussy good like an aintree
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