Luyện nghe bài hát The Fighter

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* Paradise in
* Last of the century

He was when I first saw
him
(maybe) 19 or so
And I knew he would go
never dreamt he'd go
There was a something
to hide
Dynamite in his hands
It 'em all aside
So nicknamed hem the killer
And he lived up to the
The that tried to fight him
Never out quite the same
And man, the crowd loved him
In up and coming days
him on their shoulders
While showered him with

Well, loved him like a brother
Cause he 'em all the thrills
Carin' shit about no
Only for the kill
He took a beating now and
But stood there young and
thought of backin' up
the going got too rough
He came like a shockwave
The title won
He just tore in man, punching
two and landing one
But that avalanche of
Eventually took it's
a constant drip of water
Wears down the hardest
And we all saw it
The fall
The he lost his title
And the title all
He just slippin'
Down slicker than grease
His drawing faded
And the hero-worship
But he stop the fighting
for the trade
While he blew the money
On friends had made
I saw him fight again night
I wish I had been
The sight of poor old wreck
For whom nobody no longer
His eyes had lost their
His legs lost their spring
And it was pathetic
The way he through the ring-