All I Want For Christmas Is A Dukla Prague Away Kit Ukulele tab

	  
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There was one in the gang who had Scalextric 
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And because of that he thought he was better than you 
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Every day after school you?d go round there to play it 
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Hoping to compete for some kind of championship 
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But it always took about fifteen billion hours to set the track up 
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And even when you did the thing never seemed to work 
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It was a dodgy transformer again and again 
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A dodgy transformer again and again 
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It was a dodgy transformer again and again 
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A dodgy transformer that cost three pound ten 
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So he?d send his doting mother up the stairs with the stepladders 
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To get the Subbuteo out of the loft 
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He had all the accessories required for that big match atmosphere 
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The crowd and the dugout and the floodlights too 
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You?d always get palmed off with a headless centre forward 
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And a goalkeeper with no arms and a face like his 
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And he?d managed to get hold of a Dukla Prague away kit 
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Cos his uncle owned a sports shop and he?d kept it to one side 
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And after only five minutes you?d be down to ten men 
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Cos he?d sent off your right back for taking the base from under his left winger 
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And come to half time you were losing four-nil 
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Each and every goal a hotly disputed penalty 
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So you?d smash up the floodlights and the match was abandoned 
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And the dog would bark and you?d be banned from his house 
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And your travelling army of synthetic supporters 
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Would be taken away from you and thrown in the bin 
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Now he?s working in a job with a future 
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He hands me my Giro every two weeks 
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And me I?m on the lookout for a proper transformer ?errr