The Contender

The lights are spinnin'

I gotta get myself up off the floor

My head is ringin'

Bet they think I can't take too much more

The crowd is howlin'

Like the ocean's pounding roar

My legs are goin' out

Someone up there don't like me

Now my right and my left will decide

'Cause they're done with this bum takin' dives

Now my eyes may be swollen with right hooks and tears

But I see salvation tonight

In a left and a right

Called me a kid, champ or lefty

A bowery kid to the core

Fast cars and hipster movie stars

I ain't got none of that anymore

Now I'm down in the seventh

In the eighth my ribs are sore

In the ninth I'm staggerin'

Someone up there don't like me

It's a one-way ticket

Smart money's showin' me the door

Backed on the ropes now

Someone up there don't like me anymore

When the crowd goes silent

One thing that I know for sure

Knock me down one time

I'll be comin' back for more