SAINT-MAXIMIN

Swiss on the beat
Saint-Maximin
On the wing
And he got one man down just being him
He wearin' Gucci
So we Gucci
He got Toon army all drinkin' D'ussé

Saint-Maximin
On the wing
And he got two men down just being him
He wearin' Gucci
So we Gucci
He got Toon army all drinkin' D'ussé

Saint-Maximin
On the wing
And he got three men down just being him
He wearin' Gucci
So we Gucci
He got Toon army all drinkin' D'ussé

Is he a brother to Ben Arfa? We don't know yet for sure
All we know, this lad is gonna give us a goal
Our new number 10 is gonna flip you to the moon
Singing "Lalas" out loud and we drink Newcastle Broon

Lalalala
Lalalala
Left, right foot like Ginola-la
Lalalala
Lalalala
Je suis Maximin, the Magpies

Saint-Maximin
On the wing
And he got four men down just being him
He wearin' Gucci
So we Gucci
He got Toon army all drinkin' D'ussé

Saint-Maximin
On the wing
And he got five men down just being him
He wearin' Gucci
So we Gucci
He got Toon army all drinkin' D'ussé

Home, that's wherever named St. James' Park
Shearer, Bobby Robson and Robert, Laurent
I wanna sign up for the Tour de France
He got a funny haircut and we love the boy

Lalalala
Lalalala
Left, right foot like Ginola-la
Lalalala
Lalalala
Je suis Maximin, the Magpies

Saint-Maximin
On the wing
And he got six men down just being him
He wearin' Gucci
So we Gucci
He got Toon army all drinkin' D'ussé

Saint-Maximin
On the wing
And he got seven men down just being him
He wearin' Gucci
So we Gucci
He got Toon army all drinkin' D'ussé



Credits
Writer(s): Corneliusson Mick Johnny Lennart
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