There lived a certain man in England long ago
He was big and strong, in his eyes, a flaming glow
Most people look at him with terror and with fear
But to English fans, he was such a lovely dear
He could hit the bowlers over cover
But he also was the kind of bowler
Na-Na-Freddie Flintoff, lover of the Ashes urn
There was a shirt that really was gone
Na-Na-Freddie Flintoff, England's greatest fun machine
It was a shame how he carried on
[Nasser Hussain voice] But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger for power
Became known to more and more people
The demands to do something about this outrageous man became louder and louder
"This man's just gotta go," declared the Aussies
But the english begged, "Don't you try to do it, please"
No doubt this Flintoff had lots of hidden charms
Though he played like shit, they just fell into his arms
Then one night, some men of higher standing
Set a trap, they're not to blame
"Come to visit us", they kept demanding
Na-Na-Fredide Flintoff, lover of the big moments
They put the best bats at the crease
Na-Na-Freddie Flintoff, England's greatest vibe machine
He bowled them all and he said, "I feel fine"
Na-Na-Freddie First, lover of nicking top order bats
They didn't quit, they wanted his head
Na-Na-Freddie Flintoff, England's greatest cricket man
And so they put 2 kids at the crease, 'til they hit him out of the park
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