Love On the Terraces (Mk III)

Her name is Sharon
She came from Clover
Her sister Karen
A little skinhead
She liked football
She liked snooker
She liked A Certain Ratio
She liked the Monochrome Set
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces
At the stadium
By the river
Buying her programme
And a silk scarf
She had a nice face
And blonde hair
She wore a tracksuit
She was beautiful!
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces
There comes half-time
The same as last week
The crowd erupted
As the goal went in
A match gone lively
As a fight broke out
I ran for cover
Then I saw Sharon!
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces
Yeah, I’ll always remember the day I met Sharon
It was chaos all around
We looked over, our eyes met, we fell in love
It was as simple as that
It was love on her side
As the games began to fight
But I couldn’t give a toss
'Cause this match will be no loss (x 2)
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces (I mean Sharon!)
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces (She'll never walk alone)
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces (She bought me a perfume, she stole my heart)
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces (She named our programme, she broke my heart)
Love, love, love on the terraces
Love, love, love on the terraces (Oh, girls!)