Luyện nghe bài hát The Fighter

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* Paradise in
* blast of the century

He was young when I saw
him
(maybe) 19 or so
And I knew he go places
He'd dreamt he'd go
was a certain something
Impossible to
Dynamite in both his
It 'em all aside
So they hem the killer
And he lived up to the
The guys that tried to him
Never came out quite the
And man, the just loved him
In those up and days
Carried him on their
While they him with

Well, they loved him like a
Cause he 'em all the thrills
shit about no sef-defense
Only for the kill
He a beating now and then
But stood young and tough
Never of backin' up
the going got too rough
He down like a shockwave
The easily won
He just in there man, punching
Taking two and one
But avalanche of punches
Eventually it's toll
Like a constant of water
Wears down the hardest
And we all saw it
The fall
The he lost his title
And the title all
He started slippin'
skids slicker than grease
His power faded
And the hero-worship
But he stop the fighting
for the trade
While he blew the money
On friends succes had
I saw him fight again night
I wish I had spared
The sight of that poor old
For whom no longer cared
His eyes had lost sparkle
His legs hado lost their
And it was pathetic
The way he through the ring-