Hey Mr. Smuggles...my attempt...
Gus Poyeeet, Gus Poyeeet,
Forget the rest; we’ve got the best with Gus Poyeeet,
With Forster scoring
And Seagulls soaring,
Then you’ll thank your stars that you went with Gus Poyeeet
Not to be taken too seriously...
Nothing you could say could tear me away from my Gus (my Gus)
Nothing you could do, 'cause I'm stuck like glue to my Gus (my Gus)
I'm sticking to my Gus like a stamp to a letter
Like birds of a feather, we stick together
I'm tellin' you from the start
I can't be...