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Life in a city living in L.A. |
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Is a long way from Huddersfield town |
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The back of the Rainbow's a long way from heaven |
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But that's where he get's his pork pie |
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Limos and ladies they're driving him queasy |
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Rugby and cricket's unknown |
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Baseball and football they're making him lazy |
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Your fan club says "Rodney come home" |
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(chorus) |
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The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle |
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Look down on Hollywood Hills |
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The Sheriff of Huddersfield locked in his castle |
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You're our own Hot Rod on wheels |
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A good game of arrows a few dozen barrels |
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The Nautilus rusts in the yard |
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But for Yorkshire he's yearning but because he's earning |
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He'll always live in L.A. |
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A custom made wallet that stays in his pocket |
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And never comes out to pay bills |
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He's winning at poker and playing the Joker |
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And he always cheats when he deals |
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(repeat chorus) |
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(Rodney's rap) |
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Hello, let me introduce meself! |
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My name is Rodney. I'm immensely strong. |
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When I were a lad, I could lift up five |
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navies on an end of a shovel. |
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The reason I never took martial arts because |
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I was immensely fearsome and |
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I'd probably kill everybody |
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I came into contact with it. |
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I was phenomenally strong. |
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Pride and ego, my lads, pride and ego, |
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is what makes the world rotate. |
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And everybody knows the centre of the universe is Huddersfield |
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but I don't live there anymore. |
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I live in Los Angeles. |
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It's great!... I think |
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Rufus the red has a crane by his bed |
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To wrench himself up in the morn' |
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But if you dare to tread at the foot of his bed |
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You'll wish you'd never been born. |
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A bear with a sore head we mean your forehead |
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He slumbers for most of the day |
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Wide eyed and legless baked beans for breakfast |
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Your problem Rodney L.A. |
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(repeat chorus) |
