In another Wembley final - Middlesborough we did meet,
They saw us lift the FA Cup after their 2-0 defeat.
This year it’s Coca-Cola, a completely different game,
And their trump card is on the bench - Paul Gascoigne is his name.
Luca did not play himself, he thought that it was best,
In milestones as a manager, he’d passed [...]

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