another knockdown drag out war of attrition fame to trade in poppy style full gallop sittin tall in the saddle well look back and let the arrows fly another hunter has become the hunted in the blink of an eye for every hard won battle baby there s a losing side i ll give it to you you re the champ tonight high noon and we re standin on main street all or nothing and there s no backing out no second thoughts about a reputation just clear leather and the hammer comes down living always and always dying if only on the inside for every hard won battle baby there s a losing side it doesn t matter you re the champ tonight now you re back on the ropes with an uppercut coming another haymaker and we ll call it a night but you re wearing me out and i m letting my guard down a rope a dope surprise surprise and now the crowd s gonna get what they paid for nobody s taking a dive for every hard won battle baby i ll hand it to you you re the champ tonight you re the champ tonight you re the champ tonight