I never win
at anything.
Your bingo and your slot machines.
You name it. Not even a raffle.
Not once in me life.
Not me. Never a thing.
I went to the dogs.
At Manchester
I didn't even get a sniff.
They was off. No chance.
They was off. No chance.
I didn’t even see them go.
Whoosh. Not a chance in hell.
No way. Not me.
I was born like it.
There was another man there
- with only the one arm.
Couldn’t believe me eyes.
(You’ve gotta be joking!)
He did alright - he did.
Made a packet.
It was all too quick for me.
Whoosh. Out the gate.
Gone in a split second.
Not a chance in hell.
You could say
I’ve always been like it.
Yeah, true. I got
all me faculties:
arms and legs and that.
But, when it comes to actually
winning anything. It’s like this,
see? I’m rubbish.
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