Prize Fighter
She's a pillar by the day, a fire by the nightShe's a famous architect, like Frank Lloyd WrightWhen it comes to tightrope walkin', she's world renowned
Her elegance and charm are worthy of praiseAnd I heard she used to throw for the Oakland A'sShe works 268 hours a week, I've yet to meet her match
A marvel of modern scienceShe's a natural born pioneerI can't make up my mind,Should I put her on display or hide her?
I'm gonna be her prize fighterI know that she's out of my leagueI'm gonna be her prize fighterMy uniform has been decreed
She's a daughter of the gods, got a lot of cloutIf she's ever in a bind, I'll get her outAnd sometimes I have these nightmares, in the middle of the dayWhere a hay-makin' gypsy steals her away
There ain't no doubt about itI'm a slave to her shade of loveOne day her majesty the Queen, unprovoked and unforeseenShe's gonna fly all over to England, put that sword on her shoulder,And knight her!
I'm gonna be her prize fighterNo label's gonna change where she's fromI'm gonna be her prize fighterAnd I'm dancin' to the beat of her drum
She's always on my side, rich or poorAnd she's with me all the way to the Golden DoorMy lioness, my pièce de résistanceMy only way
I'm gonna drive me an El DoradoThe colour of her marbly eyesWith twin bullet tail lightsAnd plates that we desire
I'm gonna be her prize fighterThough the weather may be foulI'm gonna be her prize fighterThough the wind and the wolves may howl
(Prize fighter)Through the sunshine, through the rainI'm gonna be her prize fighterOver and over again