| I’ll fight for love
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| I’ll prove to you
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| I got the moves
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| Like no one else
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| Boy, she’s a fool
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| She’s telling lies
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| And talking jive
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| She can go to hell
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| Come on ring that bell
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| If she’s Apollo Creed
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| I’ll be Rocky Balboa
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| When I’m down on my knees
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| That’s when, baby, I’ll show you
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| I’ll fight for your heart
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| I’ll be your champion, champion
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| You’re the prize
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| You sting me
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| Though you’re floating like a butterfly
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| But I feel alive
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| You know why
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| I love you even more
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| Than any other guy
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| For you I’d die
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| If she’s Apollo Creed
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| I’ll be Rocky Balboa
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| When I’m down on my knees
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| That’s when, baby, I’ll show you
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| I’ll fight for your heart
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| I’ll be your champion
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| I’m gonna rumble in the jungle
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| Be as sweet as vanilla
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| Prove my love to you
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| In a twelve round thriller
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| I’ll fight for your heart
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| I’ll be your champion, champion
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| I’m gonna use my lips
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| Use my hips
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| Wrap you round my fingertips
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| Just to prove I love you, baby, yeah
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| I’ll be your champion
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| Woo
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| I’ll fight for your heart
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| I’ll be your champion
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I’m gonna rumble in the jungle
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| Be as sweet as vanilla
|
| Prove my love to you
|
| In a twelve round thriller
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| I’ll fight for your heart
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| I’ll be your champion
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| I’ll fight for your heart
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| I’ll be your champion, champion |