You never close your eyes, grit you teeth, and grab the ball

And you’re never there when high kicks begin to fall

You’re trying hard not to show it

But Stroller, they’re beginning to know it

You’ve got that Leuven feeling

Oh that Leuven feeling

You’ve got that Leuven feeling

And you can’t go on – oh oh

There’s no welcome look in your eye when we buy a

round

Once you loved the glug of the beer now you hate that

sound

And how you’d love to be dozing

How you wish that, all those late bars were closing

You’ve got that Leuven feeling

Oh that Leuven feeling

You’ve got that Leuven feeling

And you can’t go on – oh oh

Poor old Stroller, you’ll get back on the pace I’m sure

With just one Geuze, a Kriek or two or maybe more

What youthful zest you’ve saved you’re saving for today

For now’s the time it’s Dendermonde we’ve to play

And then – you’ve lost that Leuven feeling

Oh that Leuven feeling

You’ve lost that Leuven feeling and you can go on – ’til the

game is won – oh oh