So You Wanna Be a Boxer

So you wanna be a boxer

In the golden ring?

Can you punch like a south-bound freight train?

Tell me just one thing

Can you move, in a word

Like a hummingbird's wing, if you need to?

Ooh, that's fast

Can you bob, can you weave

Can you fake, and deceive, when you need to?

Well, you might as well quit

If you haven't got it

So you wanna be a boxer?

Can you pass the test

I can tell if you've got it in you

I've trained the best

When you work and you sweat

And you bet 'cause you train

To a buzz-saw (Zing!)

Then you near lose your mind

When you find that your boy has a glass jaw

So you might as well quit

If you haven't got it

Put him in the ring, Joe

Look at what you found

We can use the fun, Joe

Pushing him around

We'll show him the ropes

And destroy his hopes

Put him in the ring, Joe

Give the guy a chance

Let him feel the sting, Joe

We can make him dance

We'll pulp him to bits

Then he'll call it quits for sure, Joe

So you wanna be a boxer?

Wanna be the champ?

There's a golden boy inside you

Not a punched-out tramp

If you listen and you learn

There's an honor you can earn

And defend here

When you do see the crown

You're a king, not a clown

A contender

But you might as well quit

If you haven't got it

Put him in the ring, Joe

Something new to punch

Let me have a swing, Joe

Then we'll go to lunch

We'll make it quite swift

Then he'll get the drift

Put him in the ring, Joe

Chicken à la carte

Let me have a wing, Joe

Tearing him apart

That chicken will crow

Let me have him, Joe