Golden Boot

[Verse] On the field, he's a sight to behold With every touch, he's got control (control, oh) He weaves through defenders with finesse He's got the moves, no one can contest (contest, yeah) [Verse 2] He's got the speed and he's got the flair He's a goal machine, he's always there (there, there, oh) He strikes the ball with precision and might He's the one who lights up the night (night, night, yeah) [Chorus] He's the golden boot, the reigning king He scores the goals, he makes them sing (sing, sing, hey) In the game, he's the one to watch Soccer striker, he's at the top (top, top, oh) Jeeee je je [End]