This is a totally random thread for people who find themselves singing old songs and chants for no apparent reason (may well just be me).
This morning I have woken up with this classic which I can't get out of my head:
We signed the lad to score us goals
Abbott, Abbott
And Oldham was the team he chose
Abbott, Abbott
Like half of England, he's a Pole
He gets the ball and he scores a goal
Pavel Abbott, Oldham's number nine