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he had a dream, but he had a life he gave up the ring to have a wife and he got a good job digging in a ditch when it got deep enough, they pushed him in "act your age!" they told him and he fell right in line you're old as you feel, they say and so he up and died and the gloves were hanging alone in the basement a lone rememberance of who he was before Letras de cancioneshe had a dream, but he'd rather die hung from the ceiling by his tie when she left, she took all that he'd had gave him back the ring, made him see red "settle down!" they told him but he had other plans none of them could hold him his heart was in his hands and his gloves felt like old shoes that fit like they used to a lone reminder of who he always was come out and play come out and play, prizefighter play come out and play mama's little prizefighter, come on out and play you've wasted your life away get up before you're down for the 1, 2, 3 count From Letras Mania