Born Fighter Songtext
von Nick Lowe

Well here she comes again
Blowing everybody′s circuits
Girls like that bring a lump to m pocket
Everybody says I can never get her
L've been a lot of things
But I never was a quitter l′m a born fighter
L've gotta wriggle for my will now
L'm a born fighter
How I hate it on a plate


Shoe shopping,
Lapping up the grooms and uppers
L don′t want to have to get
Another pair of hush puppies
L keep on lookin at 47-each
But one day, l′ll be laughing
With the lizards on my feet
L'm a born fighter
L′ve gotta wriggle for my will now
L'm a born fighter
Now I hate it on a plate

L′m a born fighter
L've gotta wriggle for my wili now
L′m a born fighier
How I hate it on a plate

Well in between the pages
Of the glossy magazines
There's a coffee table world
I could never ever fit in
L shout about how I could never buy it
But I stand up and fight
For the right to go and try it
L'm a born fighter
L′ve gotta wriggle for my will now
Said I′m a born fighter
How I hate it on a plate

I'm a born fighter
I′ve gotta wriggle for my will now
L'm a born fighter
How I hate it on a plate