Fighter

Fight with your heart (Play for keep) (I've gotta keep, keep) (Dirty play) When I try-y-y (oh, there you are) To look sly-y Then you push all my curtains to the side To the side Call me fighter I'll mop the floor with you Call me lover I'll take you for a drink or two You'll get older And maybe then you'll feel some control Ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah Ah-ah-ah-ah-oy Ah-ah-ah-oy When I learn-earn-earn (like that, like that) To look stern You broke my heart and now it's your turn It's your turn Call me fighter I'll mop the floor with you Call me lover I'll take you for a drink or two You'll get older And maybe then you'll feel some control (If I don't fight so brutally) (The bigger strikes hit me harder back) (Until we quit loving you and I) (The pleasure slipping, oy) Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! Yes, yes, thank you all for coming out Tonight, we've got a wild, wild show for you all So let's give it over to Jack Stauber! Roller skate into my view Hold my gaze tonight Hold my baby, I love you See you smile so bright If you truly love me Why'd you train me to fight? If it wasn't in my blood What do you see right? (Why did you? What do you?) (Why did you? What do you?) (Why did you? What do you?) (Why did you? What do you?) (Why did you? What do you?) (Why did you? What do you?) (Why did you? What do you?) When I try To look sly Then you push all my curtains to the side To the side When I try To look sly Then you push all my curtains to the side To the side Call me fighter Call me lover You'll get older