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On a black and white TV, the boxers I see
Are swaying and dancing, just likeâ¦
It was you and I, deep in the night
Swinging for both of our livesâ¦
Well I may get tired, but I wonât give up the fight.
In an old movie house, a matinee crowd
The smell of warm beer and young lifeâ¦
With the boys and girls who, sit two-by-two
And donât want to walk in the lightâ¦
I get uptight, but I wonât give up the fight
The fight of my life.
To a small rented home, a place of our own
Furnished, begged, borrowed and stoleâ¦
Over chipped dinner plates, sitting up late
No-one to scream through the wallsâ¦
Well things may get tight, but I wonât give up the fight
Yeah things may get tight, but I wonât give up the fight
The fight of my life.
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- Mexico City