Luigis Spiritual Home
They ask if I like animals, so I tell them, yes I do
They are called, the local soccer team, that’s, from me to you
Animals with four legs, is a different kettle of fish
Though maybe if they play proper football, how I wish
It would impronv my viewing time, every game, I watched ‘em play
Which at the moment, almost seems to be forever, and, a day
But, I’ll carry on watching these animals, that, play each game for us
Standing on the sidelines, starting to swear, and, cuss
But I really hope, this new player we bought, can turn things around
His name is Luigi, and, I hope, he makes hapiness abound
I hope, that when he sees us play, Luigi, ain’t no startled gnome
And that finally, he’s found, his spiritual home