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The Bellantonio Crime Family


SammyG

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I met you in Sunderland

On a bench at the retail park

You offered me KFC (two thighs)

Then uncrossed your eyes

You were wearing a football shirt

And Primark dungarees

Your hair smelled of chicken fat and tripe

You'd just had a shite

 

Colleen you were my Sunderland girl

We threw bones at a passing bus

You had to be in court next day

For selling stolen goods

I will never forget you

We slept in bed next to your dad

We used a chicken as a pillow In an Aldi carrier bag

 

At breakfast you blew me a kiss

And buttered my Weetabix

You went to the magistrate's court by bus

And got 18 months

 

Colleen you were my Sunderland girl

16 stone and 4 foot 6

Your vape smelled of onions

And your house of alsatian piss

I will never forget you

Nor the sights that you showed me

But now you are chained to a wall

Like the donkey by the KFC

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