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His Arm Was Her Leg lyrics

I was born in Manchester you see, in Victoria Park, and the first thing I remember is playing in a pothole in the rain and getting my white socks dirty and getting belted when I got home. So this is a little extra song for Manchester, and it's called His Arm Was Her Leg. It's for the good missionaries who are here tonight.

Hello Manchester!

His arm was her leg
We all want her dead
His arm was her leg
A walk on her neck

Lying on my belly
Watching the telly
His arm was her leg
I walk on her neck

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