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From the
* 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 never dreamt go
There was a something
Impossible to
in both his hands
It 'em all aside
So they nicknamed hem the
And he up to the name
The guys that to fight him
Never came out the same
And man, the crowd just him
In those up and days
Carried him on shoulders
While showered him with

Well, loved him like a brother
he gave 'em all the thrills
Carin' shit about no
going for the kill
He took a now and then
But stood young and tough
Never of backin' up
the going got too rough
He came like a shockwave
The easily won
He just tore in man, punching
Taking two and one
But that avalanche of
Eventually took it's
Like a drip of water
Wears down the stone
And we all saw it
The fall
The night he his title
And the title all
He just started
skids slicker than grease
His power faded
And the ceased
But he couldn't stop the
Custom-made for the
While he blew away the
On friends succes had
I saw him fight again last
I wish I had been
The sight of that poor old
For whom nobody no cared
His had lost their sparkle
His legs hado lost spring
And it really was
The way he stumbled the ring-