Killers, The
Prize Fighter
She's a pillar by the day, a fire by the nightShe's a famous architect, like Frank Lloyd WrightWhen it comes to tightrope walkin', she's world renownedHer elegance and charm are worthy of praiseAnd I heard she used to throw for the Oakland A'sShe works two hundred and sixty eight hours a week, I've yet to meet her matchA marvel of modern scienceShe's a natural born pioneerI can't make up my mind,Should I put her on display or hide her?I'm gonna be her prize fighterI know that she's out of my leagueI'm gonna be her prize fighterMy uniform has been decreedShe's a daughter of the gods, got a lot of cloutIf she's ever in a bind, I'll get her outAnd sometimes I have these nightmares, in the middle of the dayWhere a hay-makin' gypsy steals her awayThere ain't no doubt about it (no doubt about it)I'm a slave to her shade of loveOne day her majesty the Queen, unprovoked and unforeseenSongtexteShe's gonna fly her over to England, put that sword on her shoulder,And knight her!I'm gonna be her prize fighterNo label's gonna change where she's fromI'm gonna be her prize fighterAnd I'm dancin' to the beat of her drumShe's always on my side, rich or poorAnd she's with me all the way to the Golden DoorMy lioness, my pièce de résistanceMy only wayI'm gonna drive me an El DoradoThe color of her marbly eyesWith twin bullet tail lightsAnd plates that we desireI'm gonna be her prize fighterThough the weather may be foulI'm gonna be her prize fighterThough the wind and the wolves may howl(Prize fighter)Through the sunshine, through the rainI'm gonna be her prize fighterOver and over again
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