Now,
Gavin Henson is the name to mention
He’s
the new kid on the block
Got
eyes of deep blue, a spiky hairdo
They even say he’s got a big kick.
His
tackles are fair, sends them up in the air
Then
dumps them down on the ground
Ask
Matthew Tait and O’Driscoll his mate
What
it’s like up there flying around
Oh,
lovely Gavin, beautiful Gavin
Like a star on a Hollywood screen,
I’d
love a debenture to watch your adventures
On
the Millennium Stadium green
Now
he’s got a new girl, a star round the world
Angel’s voice and he loves her to bits.
But
one day he got home, found he’d lost his phone
And a recording of Charlotte’s big - voice.
She’s
fit and he’s strong, that’s how they get along
They’d never leave each other in the lurch.
He
can play Saturday but not the next day
He’
likes spending Sunday morning in church.
Oh,
lovely Gavin, beautiful Gavin
Like a star on a Hollywood screen,
I’d
love a debenture to watch your adventures
On
the Millennium Stadium green
With
your Eden Park suits and silvery boots
He’s
the epitome of Welsh cool
But
back home in Pencoed, when the folks get annoyed
They’ll
tell you straight, you’re a bloody great fool
Legs
without hair and a “come to bed “stare
All
the ladies think he’s number one
Black
hair spiked like a fan and a fake orange tan
He
could be David Dickinson’s son
Oh,
lovely Gavin, beautiful Gavin
Like
a star on a Hollywood screen
I’d
love a debenture to watch your adventures
On the Millennium Stadium green.
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