It's late, nearly half one, work tomorrow
Been out in Salford, with Dermot, nutter
Before that, let it be said, Murray, oh
Surprised us all, winning Wimbledon, yeah!
I was with Josie, in the hot sun, there
Getting exhausted, I made my way home
Through the Gay Village, I heard a great cheer
Seemed like Murray was winning Wimbledon
By the time I got home he'd really won
Then I showered, ate sardines, I felt low
On energy, but we must persevere
Comedy is king, madness is such fun
We rehearsed our routine for tomorrow
It's mad enough, but we must get madder!
Sun 7 July
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