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He's got his little y-fronts and his got his little vest
he's got his little parting in his hair
he's got his little trousers and he's got his little shoes
and he wants a bit of wembley up you-know-where'
He's got his little jacket and he's got his little shirt
he's got his little notif on his tie
he's got his little raincoat and he's got his little hat
and he wants a bit of wenbley up his i yi yi'
Don't call harry a human potato, don't call harry a spud
don't call harry a walking king edward, harry's made of flesh and blood