we went to the youth club and we looked out of place i didn t know where to look so i looked at your face but you were a boxing champ and i was a weakling you didn t give me a chance you gave me a beating and i thank you very much that you did and as the time went by we stayed out of trouble before i could realize my age had doubled the man i became is a tragic bore and he s not a boxing champ any more if there s one thing i learned it s to run away at least i enjoy what i do today and i thank you very much that i do1