| We’ve passed the point of argument, the tension fills the air
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| I try to mediate diplomatically, but you don’t even care
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| It’s time to put them up and throw them down
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| Take this squabble round to round
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| Have a row, time to throw, can’t see nothing but red
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| High time for the justifiable fisticuffs
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| No more debate games, justifiable fisticuffs
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| Justifiable fisticuffs, you’ve got to know when enough’s enough
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| When it’s viable, call their bluff, we need to get it out!
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| The battle starts, the two engage
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| Toe to toe, they vent their rage
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| Hooks from here, leads go there, the battle now ensues
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| But they could be more, another fight
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| Passions flare and skin grows tight
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| Thank the lord there are two more bouts on the undercard tonight
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| The boxing stops, the fight concludes
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| Blows were tossed and insults cued
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| It’s all over, it’s all through, the judges make the call
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| Card to card, point to point, the judges make no sense at all
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| Malay starts, the crowd goes nuts
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| A donnybrook has come
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| We’ve had enough, we’ve called your bluff
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| We’ve had enough, we’ve really had enough |