Winfinger, he's the man
The man with the softest touch
on his clutch
Such a cold finger
Points at you and says try and win
But you can’t win
Chilling words he will pour in your ear
But his lies can't disguise what you fear
For a teammate knows when he's behind him
There's no multi 2-1 for Mister Winfinger
Drivers, beware of his skill and sin
He loves to win
He loves only wins Only wins
He loves to win
He loves only wins
Only wins He loves to win
Now all I have to do is get Shirley Bassey to sing it, gethinceri you probably know her, being Welsh and all that can you ask her sing it for me? Give it the big lungs, you know what I mean, maybe on the Singapore weekend when they do that show...
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