(A song stolen from me by The Beach Boys, when they made “Fun! Fun! Fun!”)

 

He’s a great little guy and he plays for the Almighty Spurs, now

His speed on the ball is so fast, just a series of blurs, now

He’s the foil for young Harry that coach Pochettino prefers, now

And he’s called Son! Son! Son! - he’s the one who put the Germans away.

 

The fans throughout Russia are queueing up to buy his beer, now

They’ll buy drinks for anyone who looks like they come from Korea, now

Cos when the news that the Germans were out, well it raised a big cheer, now

For Tottenham’s Son! Son! Son! He’s the one who put the Germans away.

 

With his team one-nil up he thought that his boots he would fill, now

And when Neuer lost the ball , well he sensed he was in for the kill, now

So he raced up the pitch to pop it in the net for two-nil, now

And that was Son! Son! Son! He’s the one who put the Germans away.

Son! Son! Son! He’s the one who put the Germans away.