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Now that she's older As the embers of romance Pay two mortgages and leccy bills Been comfortable and that Nobody told her That she'd ever reach the stage Where her husband bored or her Or she lied about her age He's compromising At least he's got a job for life Get born, get school, get job, get car Pay tax and find a wife And on that note The end can't come too soon If you're not living on the edge You take up too much room I could've been a contender Could've been a someone Caught up in the rat race And feeling like a no-one Put me in the papers With the money and the girls I could've been The Heavyweight Champion of the World At school he used to dream about Being Bruce Lee But the need for chops in the Manor top Ain't all that great you see And so he gave up On his black belt and first dan As near as he got to China Was a week in Camber Sands I could've been a contender Could've been a someone Caught up in the rat race And feeling like a no-one Appearing in the papers With the money and the girls I could've been The Heavyweight Champion of the World I could've been a contender Could've been a someone Caught up in the rat race And feeling like a no-one Put me in the papers With the money and the girls I could've been The Heavyweight Champion of the World It's boring it's boring It might put you to sleep The same old routine repeating week after week And you work harder, work harder You're told that you must And you must earn a living You must earn a crust And be like everybody else Be like everybody else Be like everybody else Just be like everybody else Be like everybody else Just be like everybody else Be like everybody else Just be like everybody else Be like everybody else Just be like everybody else Just be like everybody else Just be like everybody else Be like everybody else Just be like everybody else Just be like everybody else Be like everybody else I could've been a contender I could've been a someone Caught up in the rat race And feeling like a no-one Put me in the papers (?) With the money and the girls I could've been The Heavyweight Champion of the World I could've been a contender Could've been a someone Caught up in the rat race And feeling like a no-one Appearing in the papers (?) With the money and the girls I could've been The Heavyweight Champion of the World
Writer(s): Ed Cosens, Jon Mcclure, Alan Smyth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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