I’m a man, I’m a man
I’m a football fan
Everything else you can keep
Football’s what I eat and drink
No need for any sleep
That’s only wasting precious time,
for me to tweet about that team of mine
Or watch ‘em on the box with a beer
Don’t ask macho me to drink any wine

I’m very sporting, win, lose or draw
It doesn’t matter to me if things get a bit raw
In a fight or brawl when we play away
‘Cos I could watch football every day,
if I didn’t have a job to earn some dosh,
to go to places like London, “oh very posh”

Now I’m a fair bloke, I don’t hate anyone me
Only those that don’t support my team,
yea I like to be heard as well as seen
Until the wife shouts, “where the hell have you been?
I love it when we score a goal 
I get to kiss and hug people, young or old,
I’m not so sure they like it done to them,
but that’s just tough, it’s because I can.
Why? Cos I’m a football fan!
Rick Varden