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Bazza, oh Bazza,
You love your pie and mash,
And a nice cold pint,
To wash it all down in a flash.
But there's something that's bothering,
This cockney lad so true,
It's all the foreign faces,
On the streets of London, too.
They come from far and wide,
With their strange foods and ways,
But Bazza don't like it,
He likes his English days.
So here's to you, Bazza,
With your pie and pint in hand,
We'll stick to our traditions,
In this ever-changing land.
