The contender — текст песни (Royal Crown Revue)

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