We went to the youth club and we looked out of place. I didn't know where to look So I, looked at your face. But you were a boxing champ, and I was a weakling. You didn't give me a chance, You gave me a beating. And I thank you very much that you did.
And as the time went by we stayed out of trouble, Before I could realise my age had doubled. The man I became is a tragic bore, And he's not a boxing champ anymore. If there's one thing i've learnt it's to run away, At least I enjoy what I do today. And I thank you very much that I do.
Compositores: Andrew Robert White (Andrew White) (PRS), Charles Richard Wilson (Ricky Wilson) (PRS), James Simon Rix (PRS), Nicholas James David Hodgson (PRS), Nicholas Matthew Baines (PRS)Editor: Rondor Music Ltd (PRS)Publicado em 2007 (26/Fev)ECAD verificado obra #2129774 e fonograma #3348365 em 23/Abr/2024