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David Pleat and his blue and white army David Pleat and his blue and white army David Pleat and his blue and white army David Pleat and his blue and white army Well we're hot shot Tottenham We are the super Spurs Everybody knows we're the football connoisseurs Seven times we won the cup, now number eight is coming up We're hot shot, Tottenham! We are the team (We are the team) We are the cream (We are the cream) We are the best you've ever seen In eighty-one (And eighty-two) We had some fun (We're telling you) That's when Ossie had his dream And then old Rick (And then old Rick) He done the trick (He done the trick) Scored the best goal you ever saw Now in eighty-seven with David Pleat's eleven We're gonna do it once more Ray Clemence, Mitchell Thomas, Gary Stevens, Steve Hodge They're all gonna put on a show for you And don't forget Ossie, especially 'cause he Back in eighty-one had his dream come true Nico Claesen, Hughton and Galvin Don't forget clever Paul Allen too! Richard Gough and Christie Waddle Gary Mabbutt and Glenn Hoddle And Danny all the goals are gonna be for you! David Pleat and his blue and white army David Pleat and his blue and white army David Pleat and his blue and white army David Pleat and his blue and white army Well we're hot shot Tottenham We are the super Spurs Everybody knows we're the football connoisseurs Seven times we won the cup, now number eight is coming up We're hot shot, Tottenham! We're gonna do (We're gonna do) No kiddin' you (No kiddin' you) The job that you will want us to And Garth you bet (And Garth you bet) Will hit the net (Will hit the net) With goals like Christie got you bet At Wem-ber-ley (At Wem-ber-ley) Well when you see (Well when you see) The cup that every club plays football for 'Cause now in eighty-seven, with David Pleat's eleven We're gonna do it once more Ray Clemence, Mitchell Thomas, Gary Stevens, Steve Hodge They're all gonna put on a show for you And don't forget Ossie, especially 'cause he Back in eighty-one he had his dream come true Nico Claesen, Hughton and Galvin Don't forget clever Paul Allen too! Richard Gough and Christie Waddle Gary Mabbutt and Glenn Hoddle And Danny all the goals are gonna be for you! David Pleat and his blue and white army David Pleat and his blue and white army David Pleat and his blue and white army David Pleat and his blue and white army Well we're hot shot Tottenham We are the super Spurs Everybody knows we're the football connoisseurs Seven times we won the cup, now number eight is coming up We're hot shot, Tottenham! Well we're hot shot Tottenham We are the super Spurs Everybody knows we're the football connoisseurs Seven times we won the cup, now number eight is coming up We're hot shot, Tottenham! Yeah we're hot shot, Tottenham!
Writer(s): David Peacock, Charles Hodges Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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