So I was sat in the office yesterday and one of the Geordie lads was singing some song about Sunderland and instead of doing something productive I decided to rip it off. To the tune of Dean Martin - That's Amore.
When your bird has webbed feet,
And eats pies in the street,
She's from Wigan.
When her kids have no shoes,
She will choose fags and booze,
She's from Wigan.
Robbing cars, stealing meat,
•••• off you giro cheat,
You're from Wigan.
I'm going to dedicate some time after dinner to some more verses but feel free to add your own.