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Does anyone remember Eric Cantona's goodbye match? It was such an amazing game with the crowd chanting non stop:

Oh my little pretty one, pretty one
When you gonna give me some time Cantona
When you make my motor run, my motor run
Gun it coming, off the line Cantona
Never gonna stop, give it up
Such a dirty mind, always get it up
For the touch of the younger kind My my my i yi woo
My my my my Cantona
Come a little closer huh, ah will ya huh
Close enough to look in my eyes Cantona
Keeping it a mystery gets to me
Running down the length of my thighs Cantona
When you gonna give it to me, give it to me
It's just a matter of time Cantona
Is it just destiny, destiny
Or is it just a game in my mind Cantona
My my my my Cantona
My my my my Cantona 


 

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