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