Текст песни BETTE MIDLER - Boxing
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Текст песни BETTE MIDLER - Boxing
Howard, the strangest thingsHave happened lately when iTake a good swingAnd all my dreamsThey pivot and slip.I drop my fistsAnd they're back, laughing.( )Howard, my intentionsBecome not to lose what i've won.Ambition has given wayTo desperation and i,I've lost the fight from my eyes.Boxing's been good to me, howard.Now i'm told,"you're growing old."The whole time we knewA couple of years i'd be through.Has boxing been good to you?Howard, now i confessI'm scared and lonely and tired.Everyone says i'm made of clay,That i've had my day,That i'm not cut out for this.I just know what to say.And i say,Boxing's been good to me, howard.Now i'm told,"you're growing old."The whole time we knewA couple of years i'd be through.Has boxing been good to you?Well, sometimes i punch myselfHard as i can.Yelling, "nobody cares!"Hoping someone will tell me how wrong i am,Howard.Boxing's been good to me, howard.Now i'm told,"you're growing old."The whole time we knewA couple of years i'd be through.Has boxing been good,Has boxing been good,Has boxing been good?