The ball goes crashing in the back of the net
But the referee and linesman disallow the goal
‘Cause the boot’s on the other foot, the scorer is a girl
All the men they get together
Squawking, balding birds of a feather
The old boys club is under siege
So they’ll never have a woman in the Football League
There ain’t nothing like a dame
To the moral guardians of the game
All the men they get together
Squawking, balding birds of a feather
Sport and life, they’re both the same
Traditional upheld, imbalance remains