I'm forever blowing bubbles,
Pretty bubbles in the air,
They fly so high,
They reach the sky,
Then like West Ham,
They fade and die,
Tottenham's always running,
Chelsea's running too,
And if you come to Anfield,
We'' be running after you,
Liverpool,
(clap-clap-clap),
Liverpool,
(clap-clap-clap)...
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