| So you wanna be a boxer
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| In the golden ring
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| Can you punch like a south-bound freight train
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| Tell me just one thing
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| Can you move in a whirl like a humming bird’s wing
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| If you need to you weave
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| Can you fake, and deceive when you need to?
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| Well, you might as well quit
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| If you haven’t got it So you wanna be a boxer
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| Can you pass the test?
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| I can tell you’ve got it in you
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| I’ve trained the best
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| When you work and you sweat
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| And you bet that you train to a buzz-saw
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| Then you near lose your mind
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| When you find that your boy has a glass jaw
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| So you might as well quit
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| If you haven’t got it.
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| Putting him in the ring, Joe
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| Look at what you found
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| We can use the fun, Joe
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| Pushing him around
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| Well show him the ropes
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| And destroy his hopes
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| Put him in the ring, Joe
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| Give the guy a chance
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| Let him feel the sting, Joe
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| We can make him dance
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| We’ll pulp him to bits
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| Then he’ll call it quits for sure, Joe
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| So you wanna be a boxer
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| Wanna be the champ
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| There’s a golden boy inside you
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| Not a punched-out tramp
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| If you listen and you learn
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| There’s an honour you can earn and defend here
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| When you do see the crown
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| You’re a king not a clown
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| A contender
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| But you might as well quit
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| If you haven’t got it Put him in the ring, Joe
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| Something new to punch
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| Let me have a swing, Joe
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| Then we’ll go to lunch
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| We’ll make it quite swift
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| Then he’ll get the drift
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| Put him in the ring, Joe
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| Chicken a la carte
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| Let me have a wing, Joe
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| Tearing him apart
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| That chicken will crow
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| Let me have him Joe |