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The Lowe Song


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take me home Ryan Lowe

country road Ryan Lowe

to the place Ryan Lowe

where I belong Ryan Lowe

West virginia Ryan Low-oh-oh

mountain momma Ryan Low-oh

take me home Ryan Lowe

country road Ryan Lowe

Starting slowly, then repeated a bit quicker and louder, then again with gay abandon in proper a proper barmy army style

Obviously clapping like mentalists thoughout (happy happy happy)

Now before you all start criticising, I want you to know that it took me hours to work those lyrics out!

One Love x

Simplify the lyrics and I think you're onto a winner!

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Lowe Lowe Lowe is magic, you know oh oh,

Better believe he'll score goals,

It's tragic for the oppo you know

Never believe it's not so

Lowe Lowe Lowe is magic, you know oh oh,

When he scores one he'll score more,

That's defo, you know oh oh

Never believe it's not so.

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He looks like Ravanelli

From distance on the telly

Na na na na

Na na na na

He's grey like Britain's weather

We call him the White Feather

Na na na na

Na na na na

He'll leave you all for dead

Then pull his shirt over his head

Na na na na

Na na na na

Ryan Lowe's a stallion

But he ain't no Italian

Na na na na

Na na na na

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